I nodded, leaning into her touch. The most I could manage. She pressed a kiss to my mouth, her lips warm enough that I realized I’d gone cold. “Walk home with me,” she said, looping her arm through mine and pressing close. I obeyed, taking the bags from her other hand. As the blocks passed and we crossed over the icy Sidra, then up the steep hills, I told her. Everything I’d said to Tamlin. “Having heard you rip into Cassian, I’d say you were fairly mild,” she observed when I’d finished.
