Stavanger Bay I cannot close my eyes.

She did not know the woman's name, but to Doe, that was inconsequential. She had gone many months by another name, unable to recall her own. She did not need to know the scout's name to appreciate her, or even to trust.

"Szymon and I must take news and herbs to Teaghlaigh," said Doe without preamble, though she greeted the woman with an absent-minded wave of her tail. "We would ask you to go instead, but it seemed more respectful for us to see Arturo in person. So we are asking you to look after the territory while we are gone. Muses will take care of the children, but you are the highest rank in our absence.

"Is this acceptable to you?" she asked, wanting to know that Rouge had no reservations before authority was handed over for the weekend.