She flashes me that same knowing smile she gave the morning Delo visited. “Delo got your punishment waived. That poor boy, has he been pining since before Julia? I had no idea.” “What? He’s not pining—” “Griff,” says Agga, tapping my nose. “Try to be a fool about a limited number of things.” I close my mouth. “He always was my favorite of them,” Agga goes on merrily. “Kind and steadfast. Kept you out of trouble despite your best efforts—” I yank the covers off myself. “Delo and I have a strictly professional relationship.”