The room was quiet.
Liliana had left twenty minutes ago. Something about Aisha needing her for something important, something neither of them had explained beyond rest, we'll be back later, which was the kind of sentence that would have concerned me more if I hadn't been horizontal and considerably less capable of argument than usual.
So I was resting.
Or attempting to.
The attempting was complicated somewhat by the fact that I had one person pressed against my left side and another pressed against my right, both of them warm, both of them quiet, both of them pointing at the same place in the bond that had been running since the cathedral. The same person.
In two separate bodies.
Hugging me.
I stared at the ceiling for a while.
'I have a question,' I thought. And then 'Several, actually. I have several questions. I am going to ask one of them.'
.....
"So," I said.
