The others were asleep, and yet she lay awake on her bed in this ramshackle tavern weighing her options. She had not seen the Darkling, had not allowed the link between them transpire after what he did to Nikolai, after what Baghra had sacrificed for all of them.
He had bangled and clawed on that invisible wall for days--weeks--but it was the rumors she was hearing now that had her slipping out of bed, walking over all of her sleeping friends, out of the room, down the stairs, and out the tavern door into the country night air that she allowed herself to open the bond between them. Allowed him in.
She had an offer he couldn't refuse. So the question would be....would he take it?
You wanted to talk?
More like demand probably, but she'd let him lead before blindsiding him.