Reid turned his cheek, not wanting Shadow to come any closer, but not being the type to physically step back. "Keep your urges to yourself, you fucking shitbag! You’re making me want to ralph here, and I’ll give you credit for that. Stop acting like a horny cat--I wouldn‘t want to use you for a punching bag, just because I‘m starting to feel bad for your sorry ass. That‘s how sad you are. I don‘t want anything from you, not a damn thing."

Like he wasn’t going to talk about anything personal like the covenant and his Power, or hell, anything personal at all, with this guy. Reid didn’t even want to exchange names. He didn’t want to know this guy. He didn’t want to listen to any of this.

"If you want to be used, at least get paid for it. Go find a corner to work, ‘kay?"