Zelgadis' wince evolved into a slow, suspicious stare at Lina, scanning for motive. Like hell she'd care about this or that in his life unless it was somehow advantageous to her (and, for whatever reason he couldn't fathom besides her evil streak, embarrassing him was rather advantageous).

"Yeah..." His reply was just as slow, replying that goading look she had begun to give him with a don't cause trouble glare of his own.