Ghost, contrary to his outwardly calm demeanor, was absolutely losing his shit. With that bite, he'd Marked her as his. Any werewolf that saw or smelled her would notice the bite and assume she was his mate.<br/>He hadn't meant to, it had been a thoughtless act in the heat of lovemaking, but there was no way to reverse it now. Even if Plum had enjoyed it, taken it as nothing more than an overzealous attempt at pleasure, shed find out what it was eventually.<br/>Worse, the wolf in him now saw her as his mate, too, and given the way she did her job, it would prove to be an interesting few weeks until she found out.<br/>He thought briefly about telling her, but when he made to speak, he noticed she was already asleep.<br/>After an hour of worrying, he fell into his own fitful sleep.<br/><br/>-----<br/><br/>Silas watched the entire exchange with amusement, up until Kallista bristled at Raz's question. Unlike their time, the rule in Market were different, and Non-humans were much more likely to take such words as a challenge.<br/>Preparing for the worst, Silas put a hand on Kallista's arm, warning her of the imminent danger.<br/><br/>Sure enough, Raz's face grew stern, and the light above their table grew painfully bright. His pink eyes were hard, and he began to glow slightly, until Cherry's slender hand slapped him sharply in the back of the head. He shook his head and gave her a 'what the fuck' look, which earned him a "What do you think you're doing?" in return.<br/>An embarrassed blush found its way to the Elemental's cheeks. "My apologies. I...forgot myself for a moment." He said first in Old, then translated into New. "I assure you I meant no disrespect."<br/><br/>Kallista opened her mouth to speak, but Silas spoke first. "I would rather avoid my wife murdering the first real friends we've made since coming to this time." His voice was normal, but the elf's eyes frightened Raz to his core. They burned with the promise of death or worse if Raz lost his temper again.<br/>Paetra, to her credit, simply watched with something akin to amusement, even smiling when her daddy scared Raz with a look. Sometimes she wished she could do that.<br/><br/>-----<br/><br/>Kai watched Mira, eyebrows raised in obvious amusement. Part of him was annoyed by her actions, but mostly she  looked like a petulant child throwing a temper tantrum.<br/>He just stood there for a moment, looking at her pouting face, before bursting into laughter. He had a sweet laugh, a pleasant sound that was often contagious.<br/>"I'm not going to teach you to hurt anyone. I'm going to teach you to defend yourself. Every member of PM is required to learn, regardless of whether you're an assassin or a paper pusher. But I guess if you want to learn something else, we can go down to the greenhouse floor, and I can teach you a little botany. Sound good? Oh and by the way, shimmery clothes are the shit." Kai stuck his tongue out at Mira. For a moment, he seemed normal. As though he wasn't a killer, as though none of the events of the past two days had happened and they were just two friends having an amusing argument. His platinum blond hair hid his pale green eye so that only his left, today a vibrant purple, was visible.<br/>He held a slender hand out to help her up, and smiled softly when she took it, though her face still showed a little grumpiness. Only a little, though. Perhaps things were looking up. If he could slowly turn her into a killer without realizing it, bit by tiny bit, perhaps he could change her mind about it at the same time.