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Scout stayed at that window long after the Months’ ship had disappeared into the black. She didn’t turn away even when her dogs gathered around her, nuzzling at her knees and trying to get her attention.
“I am sorry, Scout,” Bo said. “I didn’t expect everything to end that way. But my cousin Jun can be frighteningly unpredictable. I don’t think she’s quite stable, actually. One hears stories.”
Scout said nothing. Her hands pressed to the glass were going numb with cold, as was her forehead. Without realizing it, she had slumped against the pane, no longer looking at anything. Just tuning the whole universe out.
“Rona has a room prepared for you,” Bo went on. “You should settle in, get cleaned up and a bite to eat. I have some business to attend to, but I hope you’ll join me for dinn
