The Immortal glanced up from his laptop, brow furrowing in irritation.
He looked startled for a second, and then his eyes flashed, the brows furrowing into one.
Brow furrowing, she pushed herself up to examine the unfamiliar bedroom.
"What mortal doesn't fear death?" the Watcher asked, his brow furrowing.
"I went through the shadow world?" she asked, brow furrowing.