"Whynot?"Luasked,stillscrapingtheedgeofthebowlwithhisspoon.

        Moxitookthebowlfromhimandgavehimalightsmathehead.

        "Stopagsopathetic.I''''''''llgetyouanotherbowl."

        Asshewalkedaway,Luwatchedherback,histeasinggrinfadioutaquietsighandshookhishead.

        Somethingsinlifedon''''''''thavea''''''''why.''''''''They''''''''tbeexpihlogic.

        Whenevenyoudon''''''''tfullyuandyourself,howcouldanyoneelsepossiblyuandyou?

        ***

        Reyastaredattheceiling,herwideeyescatgthefaintglowofthenightlight.Theclocktickedsteadily,eachsedlikeameasuredstepinanunyieldingmarchtowardmidnight.

        Thestrahadsurgedinsidehernowystill,curlingliketwoetherealserpereatingintohiddenersofherbody.

        Reyatouchedherstomach,tryingtoseheirpresence.

        Thetwosmallmassesfeltlikesurrenderedremnantsofabattle,restingquietlywithinher,nolohrashing.Herbodycooled,theturmoilleavingbehiybattlefield.Initspce,astraionemerged—hunger,butnotthefamiliarkind.

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