They sit in silence for a while. Gil can hear Kiddu’s echo­ing foot­steps pac­ing back and forth on the other side of the wall. He wishes he could see her, but he doesn’t want to start another fight by clear­ing the peep­hole.

His mind is a blank. His head still reels from the car­nage and light­ning explo­sions from before. It feels like days ago now, even though it was only hours ago.