Jorick and Katelina completed their morning rituals; she dressed and threw a cardboard carton in the oven, while he disappeared to go hunt down some poor animal. He didn't stray very far from the house, so she knew that was what he fed on. They didn't live in a thriving metropolis with passersby.

Jorick returned and she ate. With nothing to clean and nowhere to go, they found themselves seated uncomfortably in what was left of the front room. Jorick sat in one of the wing ...