So, my sister sent as Piers ascended the dais in the center of the room, Demetrius prodding Jean Marc with power from where he followed. How are things with your friend over there?

The complete change of subject startled me, exactly what she'd been aiming for, the brat. If it wasn't for the snarky smirk in her voice I still might not have commented. But her poke triggered my guilt and worry and more than a little attraction to the silent man at ...