Kael
Aiden asked me to come with him after the medical checks.
Then he asked me not to answer any questions for him.
"An unusual invitation," I said.
"I know how you get around a badly written paragraph."
"I generally read it."
He gave me a look.
"After that."
I agreed to remain quiet.
He looked at me for a moment longer, checking whether the agreement came with a condition I had not mentioned.
"If I ask you something, you can answer," he said.
"An important exception."
"You know what I mean."
I did. That was why I had not begun telling him which part of the offer I would question first.
He had read it before the exercise and carried the consequences through an afternoon which had given him better examples than the ones in the folder. He wanted someone beside him while he used them.
I could manage a chair and a closed mouth.
Probably.
