“Human contact is the only thing that helps.” Puzzle pieces click into place. The way Shae followed close to Arthur, even when he was pissed off about something. The way he panicked that morning in the Moon’s Barrel when Arthur left to get breakfast without him. The single lie he told under Arthur’s truth spell: It’s all right if we separate briefly. As long as I know where you are, I’ll be fine. “It’s not just when you use your magic, is it,” Arthur says slowly. “No.” Shae sounds very tired.
