Muscle memory lingered, like a sleepwalker’s habits, even when the person was gone. She could see herself through him. Her consciousness kept flickering back and forth along the connection forged between them. He turned then and saw Luc, and she felt the pull towards him. He looked for Lila next. Luc saw Soren standing, and for an instant, relief flooded across his face. Then vanished. Luc knew. In an instant, he somehow knew.
