“I’m sorry I dragged you into all this.” It’s easier to apologize—to make myself vulnerable—with my eyes closed, cocooned in the soft darkness of my own making. “I don’t think you did,” he says after a long pause. “If I’m really a being of the Shingae, then maybe I was meant to be a part of this all along. Besides, you didn’t drag me into anything. I chose to be with you.”
