Jordan POV
My eyes scan the men again, none of them react, so I carry on. “Has a bad attitude and rainbow-colored hair. Parents named her after a flower, but she is more like algae. You know, the sort you want to get rid of it, but keep it around to feed the fish. Or maybe she is more like an obnoxious weed. Major pain in the ass, but a pain I kind of want back, so perhaps you have seen her around?” I joke. None of them laugh, just stare at me.
Jayden leans toward me, and they raise their spears and step closer. “Looks like we are doing this the hard way, then,” Jayden mutters to me.
“Oh, so you have a plan?” I perk up, more than happy to see if his big brain can come up with any way we can get out of this. I still kind of don’t want to shift in front of humans, even if the humans in question are clothing stealing, spear pointing, not-so-talkative assholes.
I glance at Jayden as he raises an eyebrow at me and whispers. “Why, do you?”
I grin and lean a little closer, keeping an eye con
