Iyisha's POV
Cyborg sat down across from her like nothing had happened.
She stopped chewing and looked at Malcolm. He pulled a chair beside her and nodded.
She groaned quietly. She was still not over the drugs from last night, but if Malcolm was fine with it, then fine.
She went back to her food. "So, you're eating with us now."
Cyborg picked up his fork, grinning. "Come on. We had fun last night. Besides, you're still eating."
He lifted his hands as if the food already on the table wasn't enough, and a server immediately moved in to place another hot plate in front of him. Iyisha rolled her eyes at how everyone jumped the moment he moved.
"Just so you know," she said, "I'm still pissed about last night."
Cyborg's grin widened. "But you had fun, right?"
She opened her mouth, then closed it again, suddenly too aware of Malcolm beside her, of how still he was, of the way his knee hadn't moved even once.
