He wanted to go to her. He wanted to hold her and comfort her and say words that would fix things. And what words would those be? She watched me bind the demon and cut Brenner practically in half. Am I supposed to touch her with hands that were covered in her close friend’s blood? Am I supposed to say her name in a voice that can make demons kneel? He bent down slowly and picked up his gear. She’d made her wishes clear. All that was left for him to do was obey.
