Sefi pulls a handful of dried mushrooms from a satchel. “God’s bread?” she asks. “You will see dragons.” “War’s scary enough, darling,” Victra says. Then as an aside: “I one time tripped on that shit with Cassius for a week on the Thermic.” She catches my look. “Well, it was before I met you. And have you ever seen him with his shirt off? Don’t tell Sevro, by the way.”
