With his green eyes, Michael watched him for a long moment before nodding. "Alright. I have a study upstairs. We can talk there." He went for the stairs. "Excuse us, Tina."
Tina gave Deucalion a dark look before moving down the last few steps.
Deucalion followed Michael up the stairs to the second floor and into the second room on the right. Michael motioned to a chair in front of a heavy wooden desk. It was a much nicer office than Deucalion's, but Deucalion didn't care about fancy rugs or intricate bookcases. As long as everything did what it was supposed to do, he didn't care what it looked like. Although, if Nessie's decorating bug came back, that could change.
After Michael settled in his chair, he said, "So what did you want to talk about?"
"First off, I'd appreciate, if you drop
