“Amma?” Her eyes popped back open. “Yes?” “The thing I said, about killing you if I find you too irritating?” Damien cleared his throat. “That was a…a joke.” She clicked her tongue. “I know. That’s why I laughed.” “I just would like to confirm that you completely understand.” There was patience levied in his voice along with a strain as he struggled for the words. “Feel free to be, you know, as irritating as you like without fear of imminent death.” Kaz retched from the shadows. Amma giggled lightly. “Yes, Damien, I do understand. Thank you,” she said, and this time she meant it.
