I didn't do it on purpose, I said. I don't know what showed in my eyes, but whatever it was, it stopped Nathaniel where he stood, froze him like a rabbit in the grass that knows the fox is near. More humans than I'm comfortable with get fooled. It didn't hurt like earlier, and I knew that was Jean-Claude's doing.
Stocked up on what? I asked. Nathaniel looked so discouraged that I had to hug him, a quick hug, more sisterly than anything else, and he responded to my body language and didn't try and hold me close. And Damian, I mean, Damian wasn't even on the radar. Yes, very, yes.
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