This life I lived…it wasn’t conducive to whatever might be happening between us. Constant secrecy and violence, looking over our shoulders at every turn, Sentinel meetings and patrols and missions and scheming. I didn’t need something else to focus on, not when change was coming. Not when danger lurked around the corner. If things went poorly, we could be on the verge of a civil war. But none of that seemed to matter when it came to her.
