Azrael was surprised when he heard Cleopatra laugh from beside him.
"I really like how you speak to me, it's very refreshing. But you don't need to be afraid. Do you think I'm going to eat you? I just wanted to have a conversation…"
Azrael glanced to the side cautiously as Cleopatra put a hand on his shoulder and turned him around to face her.
"Forget about today then, I want to see you tomorrow before class. There'll be a car at the gate waiting for you, use it and come to me. Do you understand?"
Azrael nodded once.
In situations like these, it was best not to argue too much against someone who had more power than you.
Give them what they want and you'll be free to go.
Cleopatra smiled and touched Azrael's cheek softly as the elevator door opened. She was almost the same height as Azrael, so it was easy for her to reach up to him.
She leaned forward and spoke to Azrael in a low voice.
"Don't make me wait for you, or I'll be very unhappy."
