Duck Lake [m]Being born in a duck yard does not matter if hatched from a swan's egg

Tybault had fled the scene—at what point, Reina did not know. Her focus had been on staunching Reverie’s blood and keeping her soul here on Earth, not on the male who had hurt her. Even now, her thoughts were primarily on @Everett, and just a little on @Tybault, but just enough that she wanted to find him and make sure that he was alright.

She called for Everett to join her. He had every right to refuse her call—she deserved it for springing the fact she and Reverie had kissed on him, on everyone else. The look he had given her had broken her own heart; she could only imagine how his had felt. Could she truly imagine? Did he actually feel the same way about her in the same way as she did him, or, was he just upset that his sister had kissed her because well, they were both females? Did he have those prejudices?

But, she knew she needed to talk to him and, hopefully, they could do so as they searched for his brother.