She stood amid the debris and tried to shake some of the filth from her hair. Then she looked at him and stumbled down the steps—tripping on a fallen beam. Adrian leaped forward, catching her before she collapsed into the wreckage. It was, he thought, a reasonable jump, even if he had used the springs on his feet a tiny bit. But if anyone noticed, he wouldn’t care. “You were in there the whole time? Great skies, Nova, do you know how worried I was?”
