~ ZEV ~
Yhet swallowed and it sounded like a cow had been sucked down a marsh. But Zev didn't move, just waited. "Are you… really here, Zev? Are you staying? Oh, if you aren't I shouldn't have embraced you, they'll smell you on me now and—"
"Don't worry about it, Yhet. I embraced you. I'm staying. I am," he said firmly, not letting himself question the decision. There was no way he was leaving Sasha again. He reached for her hand again and held onto it to soothe himself while he waited for Yhet to spit out whatever it was he didn't want to say. "Yhet?" he said through his teeth.
"Yes?"
"I won't be angry, but you need to tell me what you're thinking… about the City?"
"The City is fine, at least, I mean, the City itself," Yhet said, wringing his hands. "But we don't live in it anymore."
"What?! Why not?"
"There isn't enough of us anymore."
