Timon made no effort in making his discomfort unknown. He did not want to be there, not at all. Had he any choice in the matter he would have stayed at home and let Urd take care of things. However, much to his dismay, she had somehow convinced him otherwise. He had no interest in getting tangled up with the Organization again and yet, regardless of his efforts, here he was: making dark deals with dark people yet again. Stupid, stupid, stupid! Hadn’t he learned his lesson? The meerkat kept his head down and watched the ground as it passed below him as no more than a blur. His little heart beat so hard.

He was so nervous- No, not nervous, scared, horrified, petrified. He knew just as well as Urd, if not more so, how easily things could turn sour. The only thing predictable about the Organization was their unpredictability and that included all ex-members. Timon had been dreading this meeting from the minute he had arranged it.

“I didn’t think it mattered.” Timon replied sounding just as irritated as the goddess in regards to the topic. He had no intention of admitting his fear to her. “Besides, it’s not like you actually had much of a surprise in store of him anyway. This was my plan, not yours.” He added in displeasure. “Now are you absolutely, positutely, one hundred and ten percent sure I have to come for this?”