Should have protected you

Subconsciously, Zane's eyes followed Yoko's pace, back and forth, back and forth, repeatedly, until his eyes felt slightly dizzy and then he mumbled, “Stop. You are making me nauseous.”

Yoko paused for just a millisecond, long enough to glance at him out of the corner of his eye, before continuing on with his endless circling motion, saying, “I thought we nailed this problem in the butt, but not, it has become even more ridiculous. How are we going to get concrete evidence against Wu? Vel is messing with us.”

“Okay. But at least sit down before I faint or throw up.” Zane said, gesturing towards him with one hand.

With a sigh, Yoko plunged onto the couch, rubbing his face with both hands and dropping his shoulders, letting himself sink into the soft cushions like an exhausted swimmer as he mumbled, “Why can't shit be easy for us?”

“In a perfect world, good things happen to good people. But we don't live in an ideal world. So, we have to suck it up and fight head-on.” Zane said, even