94. Sick of being Greyson!

“So, what are you going to do with me now?” I ask them after the meal ends, “I’m innocent in all this. You’ve got yourself the wrong guy, and frankly, there’s nothing more I want to do than leave this frickin place and go home.”

“Where is your home?” that questions come from Geller.

“Clandestine city of course. That’s where I was born and raised until I went to university.”

“University?” The whole group looks at me with interest.

“You attend university?” Bryn inquires carefully.

I narrow my eyes at them, “what, did you think I was too dumb or that or something? Of course, I attend university.”

“There is no need to be hostile, we meant you no disrespect,” Medic rolls his eyes, “it is just that none of us had attended such an institution.”

“Wait, seriously?” I look at them one by one, and then my gaze finally settles on Medic.

I narrow my eyes at him, touching my head, “you mean to tell me that you’re not medically trained?”

“I am medically trained,” Medic huffs with what seems like ind
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