Sitting back in the chair, he let his eyes drifted back and forth between Jem and Tessa. Being stared down by the two most important people in his life did not make this easy. Staying away from Tessa was paramount. Wasn't it? He couldn't hurt Jem. Not Jem.

Closing his eyes, he reached up to rub at his face quietly. It hurt. It hurt having a glass wall between him and the people he loved. "I don't know, Jem... she's never seen their powers of evil. Therefore she is not a good judge." Even if he knew that left him open for them to get him to go.

"So... are you saying that I'm not going to get out of this ménage à trois?" The term was a little risque.. but sometimes he had to resort to desperate measures.