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He couldn't give her an answer, because Phox still felt as though he did not know why Niamh had stormed off. Perhaps she expected him to pit himself against his own sister when the two had not been getting along. Niamh should have known better, but he was far past being angry with her. Phox just wanted her safe and sound along with their children. Surely they would be alive in the world now: living, breathing children that he was unable to see.

Erzulie had invited him in, and so Phox took a step forward, knowing that he could not stay long.

I don't know, he said, answering Alyx. The other question Phox didn't dare answer, and the mere thought of voicing the worst of his worries brought terror to his heart. They had to be okay. Niamh was okay. The children were okay. They had to be.

They have to be okay, wherever they are. If he didn't keep that thought alive, he couldn't go on living.