"Keep saying things like that Jon and I may start to think you actually like me."

As if implying that it was difficult to like her. Ziio didn't try to be likable and at the end of the day the only person she really cared about the opinion of was her son. Beyond that, she could give or take and chances were that as long as she wasn't threatened, she didn't give a complete damn.

But at the same time, there was something about Jon that she sure liked herself. A hell of a lot, too. She gave him half of a sly smile, like one that tried to be sincere and just wasn't capable of it. "Depends on how long you want my company for. I'm at your compassion for the time being. So if you want to keep my company, I suppose I could stand here. And if you want to get rid of me, you know how to do that."