How to Train Your Channeler

[Sasha]

It was all so very confusing. The words, the actions, then leaving. He was left wanting more as she picked up the thing that had been in his head. He just leaned against the wall and watch, he didn't want to be anywhere closer to it than he was already but she brought it closer and pushed a bag against his chest. The pills he'd left for her. She thought.... He frowned and shook his head. "It wasn't payment. It was an offering, a favor, a you-look-like-you-need-this gesture." He leaned in close to whisper not that there was anyone to hear the words that came out of his mouth. "You are hardly a whore to pay with drugs. I would never." He had never even paid for sex with anything. Why would she think...

But all the fire was gone out of him now, including the power he had so easily grasped. He was chilled to the bone again and the fire she had started dosed with the misunderstanding. He wanted to stand up, be a dick like every other guy might who was accused of things he did not mean but instead Sasha just shook his head. "Thank you Oriena." He said with a dull ache in his voice and slipped past her. "I can find my own way home." At least he was pretty sure he could. Though he wasn't exactly fully paying attention when the bitch brought her down here. And then he had thoughts of revenge, on how he could burn her place to the ground. He might actually do that. If he could get out of the tunnels...