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KNOT KNEW CINZIA WAS hiding something, but he did not want to press the woman. She would tell him if, and when, she was ready. Just as he would tell her what had happened to him, if he could ever understand it.

When Cinzia had frozen, her eyes locked on something ahead, Knot had been conscious of something happening to him as well. His vision had darkened at the edges, and he’d felt himself being pulled back, deep into himself. It felt very much like the moments in which he’d experienced episodes months ago, before Wyle had healed him.

Perhaps even Wyle’s efforts had only offered him a temporary fix. But, at the same time, he did not think that was the case. He did feel stable now, and had since Wyle helped him, in a way that he had not since he’d awoken in Pranna. But he had felt the sensation nonetheless, and while it had not amounted to anything, the memory of it made the hairs on his neck and arms stand on end.

And the fact that something had clearly happened to Cinzia, too, made him wonder.

But he couldn’t tell her anything, not yet. He hardly had anything to tell her, anyway. A sensation? What did that mean? No use in bringing something up that had no meaning to begin with.

If it happened again, he’d tell her.