Davyeras hums agreement, looking far more pleased than he did at the mixer a few weeks back. “Indeed. This is the progress the committee has been hoping for. And what would you say has been the most beneficial tool towards your reconciliation?” “I—” Do not say sex, do not say sex. “We—” Thio glances at me, and my thoughts must be clear on my face, because his eyes bug out. “We—” he starts, then his mouth hangs open, and I swear I can see the same words rolling through his head: Do not say sex. Yeah, not so easy to answer that question, is it?
