The darkness became the only noise between them, until Quincy let an audible sigh escape. She was worried about something going wrong when she wasn’t certain she was comfortable with it going right. The door to the closet flung open, and Quincy lifted her arm to cover her eyes. “What the—?” It was Spense. Quincy scrambled to her feet and Jade was grinning. “Important meeting, Spense,” Jade said. Spense pulled his red face to the side and scratched his chin but refrained from asking. “I need some ink,” he said at length.