Oren stayed gone. Jorick glared at the ceiling and Katelina took a shower just for something to do. She thought about the TVs and computers in the lounge, and wished she'd stayed up there. Bad programming was better than nothing.

When she came out of the bathroom she found Jorick stretched on the bed. His posture was stiff, but his expression was more approachable than it had been. Wordlessly, she put away her things in the suitcase and then climbed in bed next to him and laid ...