“I was hoping to have you tucked into a warm bed in Trebon by now,” I admitted. “So much for my brilliant plan.” “You always know where you’re doing,” she said muzzily. “You’re important with your green eyes looking at me like I mean something. It’s okay that you have better things to do. It’s enough that I get you sometimes. Once in a while. I know I’m lucky for that, to get you just a little.”
