Lindsey followed her gaze, looking down at his chest. Then back up at Phaedra. Saerian. Whatever.
"I did what you told me to do," he said, coldly. "I distracted her. You didn't give me anythin' else." He sat back, heart pounding. If Saerian had Phaedra's senses right now, he'd be able to hear it. Lindsey was fucked, and he knew it. Didn't stop him from trying to fake his way out.