"No, I don't really. My friends are hurt and I really don't care about whatever you're trying to do. So stop begging. I'll go with Wolfram, but I am not leaving his side. Bleddyn, Fritz, and Zion aren't unless they want to, they aren't seriously hurt, Bleddyn was the worst off and she's treated. Do me a favor though, shut up." Lachlan growled.Indigo looked straight through those bright green eyes into his soul, wondering who he got them from.
"You need my help though," Indigo pleaded. I'm trying really hard not to force you right now. Still, it would be another of her stupid decisions to say that.
And yet, habitually, her eyes got real big and beggy, usually she got her way then. "You need proof that I'm all for you? Give you anything you want. I want to help you. My job is to help anyone who was hurt by the Pure, the job of our whole organization. Sorry if I'm not the greatest example of that, but that's what we do. You want to trust me, you really do, don't you?"
"I'm coming too, just to scout things out." A murmur came from behind Lachlan, and River stepped into view. "You don't have a problem with that, do you, Enchanter?"
