I recoiled from the unexpected question. “Oh, uh…”
Maddox smirked. “You’re not going to tell me, are you? That’s all right. I’ll grab a few for you to choose from, then.”
Ten minutes later, Maddox returned with a paper bag full of candy, chips, and drinks. He passed it over to me then went to fill his gas tank. Perplexed, I stared into the bag.
When he got back into his seat, I asked, “What’s with all the food?”
“I figured I’ve been pulling on your energy a lot. That could account for how your arcana has been acting up. It could also be a part of your sensitive mood. I learned long ago that the best way to appease a woman is to buy her food.”
I couldn’t argue with his logic. He was right. The events of the past few days had me exhausted in ways that I’d never felt before. I thought I could feed Maddox my restless arcana, but maybe I’d been wrong.
That meant I wouldn’t be able to save him from Hel, though. I clenched my jaw and stared into the bag. Hel couldn’t have Maddox. He was a tool, but he was also a good man at heart.