"No, but it feels Greek." She should know, her father was a untempered storm. "Hai," she said again filling Zoe out though she wasn't scared. Once they stood outside a wave of nausea hit her, flooding from the pit of her stomach to her head. She took slow steps for a moment trying to control her thoughts. She gripped Zoe's arm tightly. "This way," they were both leading each other, but Raiden was trying to offer more strength than she even thought she had. she could feel Zoe's fear.
A lot of streets wee blocked off, so they hurried. But there were no cabs in sight. "My sister doesn't like me. If you knew my father you'd understand." Though half the time she didn't herself.