XxJuliaxX
The Seniorest Member
Adelina's glower hardened as Jerika offered no response. Her voice rose. "Did you just say you're a Siren?" Adelina's hand slowly left the table to clutch the hilt of her Stygian iron dagger. Her stomach churned as anger built up inside her. Perhaps she had been hallucinating; perhaps Jerika had said something else, and Adelina was merely drowsy from last night, still shaken by her dream. If she was really a Siren, this would have to be quickly solved - Adelina could have smacked herself when she remembered that she had left her backpack upstairs. Her backpack contained what she would need for pretty much any situation, including several sets of highly effective wax earplugs, and it would be remarkably easy for Jerika (assuming Adelina had heard her correctly) to assault the demigods right now, with all of them seated in the same room. Adelina wondered why a Siren would confess to that - perhaps to gain their trust.