She shakes her head. “No, thank you. I …” Her tongue licks across her lips. “Will you show me?” I pause, glass halfway to my lips, a momentary stillness that betrays my surprise. “Show you what?” “Your power. The shadow.” Her eyes meet mine. “I’ve seen some. The raven, the way you created a shelter in the desert, the way you …” She licks her lips. “What you did in the mountains. But I want to understand what it is. Not just what it can do, but what it means to you.”
