ZADOK

Ithra has been oddly quiet since the caped man showed up. 

I didn’t think anything of the man’s words, but with her body language, I felt something was off, making me wonder if something was wrong with her. 

“Are you alright?” I finally asked when I couldn’t bear the silence anymore. “Is there something you need to say?” 

Ithra’s face turned sour. “What? You don’t trust me anymore, is that it?” She snapped.

“I never said that.” I palmed my face, thinking of the best way to approach the conversation. “You’ve not been yourself since he showed up and spewed something concerning getting powers. Should I not be concerned?” ...