Laurent tensed. His experience interacting with people had been limited, but he knew perfectly well that we need to talk tended to be not a good thing. Gansey was altogether too rational, too calm and collected, and it made Laurent feel as though there was some information he didn't have, as though this was a trap about to spring. He was supposed to have the upper hand. Gansey was supposed to be his captive.

He set his book aside, tense and suspicious.

"Talk about what?"