Still breathless Oneo then explained what had happened after leaving the room, telling him about witnessing Carlos rampage upon those birds, to being pulled into another realm, about Yvette and the potion before explaining Carlos’ instructions.
“But I don’t know anyone who fits that description…I-I only know you, and Willow…and if I don’t bring someone back, he be mad with me again.”
Her hand on the males arm tightened its grip, bringing herself to lean in, pleading with him as small flashes of the violent attack upon the Gulls came to her, her feet still bloody from stepping in the remains.
“Can…you help me find someone? I don’t want him mad at me again…”
She dropped her head, her chest tightening. In the reality of it all, Carlos scared her, especially his temper, that he had no control and would take it out on anyone, or anything.