You fought back against whatever it was. [ It wasn't a question, but a statement. He didn't fight back, and now look at him.
Over a year, she said.
It was several seasons, here, since he lost Gyoro and Ururun. In his mind he had spent far more time with them than without; years, even. The physical reality in Marina didn't match up with those memories and, sometimes, it ached.
He pinched his shoulders. ] It's good that it doesn't bother you...