Redsand Canyon I don't care if it hurts

The imperator's first words were fair. Kallik had no issue with meeting in a public place; he just didn't appreciate someone listening in on something that was both important and private. 

But the threat had anger rising in his chest. He wanted to lash out with his words and tell Germanicus to fuck off. He wanted to tell him he would save him the trouble and head up to the north right now. Mereo could deal with whatever came without him for a few more weeks. He felt the tightness in his chest, the words sitting in his throat. 

But then Aquene's face flashed in his mind, and he knew he couldn't tell the imperator any of the angry words that begged to be said. His jaw tightened, but it would be the only sign of his anger; the rest of the soldier was icy and composed.

He was afraid to say anything at all so instead, he just turned and trotted away. He would do as the imperator demanded, if only to keep things between him and Aquene from getting anymore complicated.