I wheezed, got to my feet, and scrambled down from the platform. Wyver was waiting for me, failing to hide his disgust.
"Thanks for your help," I said sarcastically.
He shrugged. "My job was to be your guide. Not to get involved in every sadomasochistic lover's quarrel you get tangled up in on the way."
I rubbed my throat tenderly. "Love the attitude," I snapped. "You do realize that I'm your boss, right?"
"After what I just saw, you don't seem intimidating," he explained. Changing the subject, he motioned toward another small platform with a cable car waiting. "That's the one we need."
"Great," I said sourly. "Let's get on it and get out of here." I sensed that Kivra was watching me hobble away in defeat, but I didn't dare turn around to see if it was only my imagination. I just wanted to be somewhere far away from her as quickly as possible.
Wyver and I climbed into the cable car and sped away.