“Oh Sammy, you sound butthurt. Which is weird, cause you weren’t the one that was tranqed in the ass. You guys used demon tranq too, not even actual shit meant for humans. I thought you saw me in a brighter light than that,” Faelan shot off. The sudden burst of attitude from Sam almost helped wake him up from the tranquil effects of the sedatives.<br/><br/>“I literally get to watch you piss Bystrom, and so help me god, if you don’t learn what cooperation is, I’ll be watching you lay in it.”<br/><br/>Faelan could hear Sam aggressively releasing the intercom button, and for a second he had to wonder if he wasn’t bonded to Sam. The anger seemed like honey dripping out of the speakers.<br/><br/>“So, instead of giving me the cold shoulder over there, how about you give me a name? And just think, we’ll be like sparring buddies, except you can’t win unless I let you kill me. Besides, if you are actually going to be of any use to me, you need to know not only how to defend yourself, but how to effectively work with me. I have a system, and you quite obviously have no training. Even ask Sammy, I was part of one of the greatest pairs in this shithole of a workplace, we made employee of the month.”