Salvar was still by the pool when the doorbell rang and Skyler went to answer it.
Salvar stayed beside the pool, unbothered.
Then Silas walked in carrying mint chocolate chip ice cream, and Salvar forgot what his face was supposed to be doing.
He watched through the glass panel.
Silas handed the ice cream to Skyler like it was a diplomatic package rather than a dessert.
In brown suit and evenly cut hair he stood in a kind of posture that took up space without trying.
He stood beside the dining table while Skyler pointed toward the stairs, presumably answering a question about Xavier's location.
Skyler walked upstairs while Silas waited.
Salvar watched him.
The dream was mostly gone. The edges of it had dissolved the way dreams did, leaving only the parts that refused to leave behind.
Silas on his knees on the floor, holding something that could no longer be held, or the scene where Silas cursed him remain.
