I needed to talk to Conal, wanted so badly to hold him and feel safe, but for now, he needed time to grieve. After speaking to Nick, I'd called Epi about the horrific events of this long night. Epi had been unruffled, as if he expected some event to mark the beginning of the conflict.
Logic dictated I needed to sleep. Should eat something. Both necessities of life that I couldn't face right now. I closed my eyes, pressing my fists against them as I pondered the plan formulating in my mind. I had no abilities to help develop a strategy; this situation was new and strange enough that I honestly didn't have a clue. But I had an objective; some rough ideas of how to reach the goal and hoped Epi, Nick and Conal had experience enough to help.
I sensed, rather than heard movement nearby and loo
