Morningside Cuesta Wednesday

Sunspot gave Heartha a puzzled look. "I'm sure," she said. "He's the moody one. If you met Shale, you'd understand." She knew Shale a lot better than she knew Grayday, but one thing about him certainly hadn't changed - he still thought too much. "He's good at hiding it, but he broods."

She realized, suddenly, that there hadn't been much fallout from the news she'd given him when she first arrived. She'd expected him to be much more disappointed by the deaths of their parents, but maybe he had grown out of his solemn disposition.