My footsteps echoed throughout Clockwork's lair. I tried to ignore it, but when I saw Clockwork himself watching my approach, it was a good distraction. Staring makes me nervous. He noticed and looked away, fiddling with his staff.
"So- you're back," he started as I came to a stop. "What is it this time?
"This isn't personal business for once," I said, trying to sound official. He stopped and looked at me with an eyebrow raised. I sighed in failure. "Ok, fine, it is slightly personal. But only slightly,"
" he turned around and started floating to one of his screens. "Now, what is it you want to ask this time?"
I fidgeted. "Actually
It's not you who I want to ask
Clockwork froze. The screen had shown who I was referring to. "No," he said firmly.
"But I'll be ok. You're here after all. What's the danger?"
He then flew up close, only about a foot away from me. "He is the danger. You know that,"
I smirked. "Maybe he won't be dangerous. Maybe he'll listen to me. Y