<span style="font-style: italic">I know that you know here,</span>those words stung him. He instinctively grabbed for his gun, but realized it wasn't there since he'd lost it. It was a trick, a trap, she was going to kill him and do it now. But then why wait so long? Why help him live and patch him up? For an assassin, she could have done it in a heartbeat. It was her next words that kept him from lunging at her, and trying to grab whatever nearby blunt object he could find. He was glad he didn't.<br/><br/>However it was the fact that she said, "Meena does not want you dead," that confused and clouded his mind. The last he saw of her, she threw him to the dogs, and asked they kill him. He could have believed it the first moment they met, but not after what they had been through. He didn't know what to think. Before the incident, he started to think a part of him was falling for Meena, but then afterwards he wanted nothing more than to kill her. Now... he was confused.<br/><br/>Yet here Ziv was, a testament to Meena's changed heart. It infuriated him that time and time again Meena would deceive him, one way or another. "It's all lies, how am I to trust her... or even you?" His blood was boiling, and he couldn't think straight. "What if this is all a ploy? You gain my trust, you patch me up, you show kindness, all for what? So you can bring me to Meena? Just so she can kill me with her own hands!?"<br/><br/>He was pacing now, leaving the bedroom and into the living area. He forced himself to sit down, just to be able to think clearly. No- the story she explained seemed to make sense. It matched up with everything, the way they met, what Drak knew about Meena, it worked. "I don't like being lied to, being led on. I know... I know you're not a bad person. Still, what she did to me... I don't now if I can trust her. What if one day she decides to kill me again? No, we have to do this without Meena. We have to go at it alone."<br/><br/>He was angry, at himself, and the situation. He wanted to forget about Meena. He wanted to forget about everything. Except this wasn't about him. This was about his brother, it was about Cyn, and about their baby. He wanted to punch a wall because of what he was about to say. This wasn't his world, and obviously Ziv wouldn't be able to help find Collaroka. He needed to make this work, and Ziv, with Meena's help, may be the only way to do it.<br/><br/>His hand was turning white with how tightly he was squeezing it. He simply said, "contact her-"