“How are you even going to find her?” The Medusa thing, Emory is certain he looks ridiculous in a crop top and glitter accessorizing with a frown, but at least he’d fought Mateo on the shorts. Arms crossed over his chest, he looks to Micah from where he’s leaning against the brick wall of the outside of the Embassy. He still couldn’t quite wrap his head around it, and yet, after all the gorgon had done, he couldn’t say she didn’t deserve it. “Better yet, she’s got allies doesn’t she? How do you know someone won’t come after the two of you?” @micahxwright














