Lost Creek Hollow We lost track of the time

She looked as exhausted as he felt. When I can, He said, a simple truth that couldn't be helped; between Doedapple and Bonario, Kel hardly had a moment to himself. It's never-ending. His voice darkened a shade or two, but it was clear from his tone that this was all he would offer in the way of observation or complaint toward the continuous drama among their allies.

Actually, do you have time to talk? Unrelated to the Valley drama, Kel paused. It's about Doedapple. Of course it was about her; it was no secret that he existed in helpless orbit of the Dreamleaf, but suddenly Kel felt self-conscious, remembering when they'd both spoken to Silvertongue about their plans to have children. He hadn't meant for the Sharpfang to see so much of the vague and confused dynamic between them.