“Katia!” Donut gasped, leaping forward. We all rushed to her. Her entire right arm was gone, all the way to the shoulder. Her left leg was gone. Her right leg was gone up to the knee. She was missing an ear as well. Katia smiled sadly from the bed. “Just a few things I’ve lost along the way.” I remembered when she’d lost the ends of her fingers on her hand, all the way back on the Iron Tangle. “I had no idea,” I said. “How could you? We’ve all become experts at hiding what we’ve really lost.”
