There was none of the lightness or ease that usually marked the time they spent with each other. Watching Media sit there, her back straight as a ramrod, her jaw set, her hands hidden from his view, was almost painful.
The sound of cloth ripping brought a small frown to his forehead.
"What's the matter, Lois?" Jamie asked, focusing all his attention on the goddess. It would be better to sort out the invisible yet nearly tangible issues lingering in the air between them now.
Media would have to make the first step, though, since National Security still didn't have a clue about what those issues were.