Nova's mind raced to find a way to get out of the current situation that he was in; he knew it was not good, but at the time, what other choice did he have? The grip on him was so strong that it was almost real; he did not know what to think anymore and Levan was not there for some reason. He did not like feeling that uncertain.
He pinched himself and winced; one thing ruled: he was not dreaming; he was perfectly awake, which meant one thing: she was actually there, but what he could not understand was why she would do that when they did not know each other on a personal level.
Well, at least he knew he did not know her on that level, or at all for that matter; in his eyes, she was just someone working with the brat, stalking him, but their purposes were actually a good one, though he would never say that to her.
