The Heartwood Light a blunt, grab my gun, slide these old boots on alone.

Phox glanced at his sister, trying to figure out if there was more she wanted to say, but Massaraq answered, and his attention was diverted once again. A sister to Sialuk. The woman he had rejected, though not out of malice. He had merely been hoping to make something work with Lele, and... well... Lele wasn't anywhere to be found now. Perhaps it was better that it hadn't. Now he had time for other things.

If she had been sister to Sialuk, that meant she was a sister to Massaraq as well. When he realized this, Phox softened even more. I'm sorry to hear she passed away, he said. He wondered how Sialuk fared, if she had been close to the sister. But he had let that ship sail, and Phox was not about to reignite anything that might have been.