“I wouldn’t want you to know. To experience...” Siri trailed off, a shiver running down her spine as she looked away. She would do anything to keep him from knowing the memory of his own death. It was largely the reason she’d been sleeping so little since her arrival. She kept dreaming of it.
She very nearly reached out and touched him again. It was a habit she’d tried to break herself of, ever since the undercover mission with Krayn. It never quite took, and it was all the worse now, it seemed, a way to reassure herself that she was real, that she was there.