“If this ledge gives, think we’d hover in the air until we look down and realize where we are?” Closer to his usual deadpan self, he squinted at me. Maybe he didn’t appreciate the joking reminder of the ledge-collapse possibility and my using animation logic in the real world. “It’s a philosophical commentary about how observation changes the phenomenon. I know how inertia works,” I said. Thinking about lying in bed with Callum had changed the moment. Blame my sex-deprived brain. “Think I’ll stand.”
