She walks over to where he and Mole have been going over the supply lists and grabs hold of Alec’s sleeve, yanking him towards the door. “We need to talk. Alone. Now.”
In Max’s world, emotional distance is a finite resource.
At first, Max just gaped. Alec couldn’t have just said what she thought he said.
“So you’d say you’re on the side of the transgenic movement? The freaks, as people call them?
“They prefer genetically empowered.”