Ocean's Breath Plateau of shadow and flesh

I'm so sorry for the wait!

Irrationally, she felt that he must know. Somehow. He knew. Marina averted her eyes, shifting uncomfortably. His name was Matteo. Just a boy. Still she tensed when he asked what was going on, every ounce of her rebelling against any recollection of what had happened. But maybe he didn't know after all. Surely she was only being paranoid; he couldn't know.

Suppose he did?

I don't know, She said finally, realizing her pause had stretched too long. It came out stiff, unconvincing. Her eyes found him again. How long have you been with Moontide? Even to her the change of subject felt unnatural, but there was nothing to be done for it. Marina didn't think she could stand to speak of Chakliux, nor the man, nor the hunt that was beginning even now.