Leighton stopped pulling her boots on and looked at Areo. "All that fuss over little ole me?" she asked with a teasing look before she stood up. When he was talking about contacting Bruce and Staphan, Leighton smiled at him. "You don't think I can handle that myself? I was the one attacked, Areo." Yes she was kind of nit picking but he was kind of stepping on her toes.
"I know who attacked me and why, and Bruce doesn't need to get involved in what is between me and the Tiger's Chang. Neither does Staphan." Leighton grabbed her shredded jacket with a more violent grab then was necessary, but not all of her anger was directed at Areo. Most of it was at the thought of that smug ice cold bitch who was always trying to outwit her. Trying to kill her.
It was a long walk, and maybe she shouldn't do it alone. Facing Areo, she relented. Partly because he wasn't going to let her out of here on her own volition if he wasn't at her side, and she didn't put it past him to throw her over his shoulder and deposit her in the middle of Little Red's. In his clothes. The other part didn't want to be alone. And he made her feel safe.