He remembered her words to him back at the kasbah. “We haven’t been introduced,” he had said, to which she’d replied, in hot rebuke, “You know who I am, and I know who you are, and that will serve.” She didn’t know, though. And he wanted her to. “We haven’t been introduced,” he said again, as she found her footing under the surface of the soft, dark water. “Not really.”
