"I can't force you to accept it, but I can't pretend that I share your worries either. As I told you the last time we've been here, Lith has always been Lith to me. His time as Derek McCoy can help you understand his past, but it doesn't define his present, nor will it shape his future. That's for us to make."
A long silence befell the room while Kamila pondered Solus' words. It lasted so long that Solus brought tea and cookies that they consumed without saying a word, each one mulling over their respective problems.
"What about you Solus? Why are you sad?" Kamila said after she gave up on sorting the mess that her mind had become. "Is it because this situation makes it hard for you to keep your feelings for Lith in check?"
"Among other things." She sighed. "There's the matter of the baby, Jormun's death, aunt Loka's- Wait, you know?"
Solus turned to a bright shade of purple and so did the lights inside the tower.
