“Okay…,” says Theo, straightening. His pale eyes drift toward me out of habit only—I’ve never been one to sugarcoat anything for my crew, but that’s never what they’re looking for anyway. They’ve seen me arrogant and they’ve seen me broken; I’m not steely like I used to be, like I was supposed to be for them. Truth be told, I don’t know what any of them have come to expect from me. Maybe it’s just what I expect from them—to be here. That’s enough for me. That’ll always be enough.
