Joshua stopped writing and turned to meet his gaze. “Havenae got a clue.” He leaned against the worktop and folded his arms. “I’m hardly an expert on relationships, am I? But I think this is one o’ those situations where ye’ve just got tae have faith. If it’s meant tae be, it’ll be. But what wi’ the ygrene, our powers and The Dreadnoughts, I think we’ll see more of each other than ye might think. We’re linked, bro. Fer life. The five of us have had experiences we cannae talk about wi’ anyone else, ever. And I, fer one, think that means something. I’m no’ saying it’ll be easy, but I do think it’ll all work out just fine.”
Stirring much faster than was necessary—though still at a regular human speed—and vaguely aware the milk was probably plenty warm enough now, Taylor said, “I wish I had y
