ELENA'S POV
Neither of us said anything for a long time.
Viviana sat on her cot with her hand pressed against her chest and her breathing doing the careful measured thing it did when she was managing something she didn't want to show. I sat on mine with the gold light completely gone and my hands in my lap and the full weight of what had just happened pressing down on everything.
"I could have killed you," I said.
"You didn't," she said.
"I was asleep. I had no control. None." I looked at my hands. "What happens the next time? What happens when it reaches further than six feet? What happens when it finds someone who doesn't wake up fast enough to tell me to stop?"
Viviana was quiet for a moment. Then she stood up.
She crossed the space between the cots and sat down beside me and I f
