Ganesh Surendar/Zadkiel Thrush
"Sorry," Ganesh said, lowering his tone, now managing to grin and blush at the same time. "I thought this was the best way to stop all of the whispering."
The fact that another person had gotten the letter was reassuring and yet, not, at the same time. Ganesh's mind contemplated what the other man had just read to him. It could quite possibly have something to do with his own and yet, it was written in such a vague way, that it could have meant anything at all. Now that the panicked heat of walking from the clinic to find the envelope on Maya's seat had gone, Ganesh realized that was true of his as well.