Well, I had my detailed tour of the new school I would be working at, and who knew a tour could be quite so detailed… it seems Beta Asher is a sucker for the finer details… maybe a little OCD lingering under that mean and moody exterior… but, still, I now knew every inch of the school, in great detail, and I loved it! Now the two of us were walking through the packlands, while the happy one did his best at showing me around.
Bless him, it was so obvious to me that he was not comfortable in the company of others, or maybe it was just in the company of me… but he looked so uneasy I felt bad for him.
“Do you want me to go back to my room?” I asked, looking up at him with a polite smile.
“What? Why would I want to go to your room?” he almost choked on hs words, and I had to try to stop mys
