“We can’t approach this war with this…fear that’s seized us any longer. We have to fight for something.” Kane’s eyes found mine and my heart opened up just a little. “We’ll fight armed with hope. Hope for something better than just his death. And when that hope feels out of reach…” Kane studied the quiet, dimly lit dining room. All the faces latched on to his every word. Briar’s small smile. Dagan’s crinkled eyes, Leigh’s youthful ones. All the age and experience and loss and fear and joy and love that we shared, collectively. “We rely on one another.