These were the times that Evan was glad that he worked for the Tower. The types of people who were recruited were generally level headed. They wanted to know things, more than kill things.
He was glad that Sabev had not freaked out, it meant one less thing that he had to think about.
When Niks slid her hand into his, he held on unflinchingly. He didn't care if the fairy was in the same room as them.
His eyes slid to the cat, wishing that he could do something there, too. But he was pretty sure he'd just get scratched if he tried to get near.