"I [i]did[/i] decide," Matias growled, "it's her–"

He pointed at Midnight.

"–that won't let me act on it. Seriously, we can't afford you complicating again health-wise. You can do it next time... I guess."

Rolling his eyes, he put a hand to his inner elbow, squeezing the soft flesh.

"Anyway... Don't listen to her. Just do it with me."