They sat down at the dining table and Sawyer began to talk, beginning with a recap of the things he had already told her. He wasn’t really sure where to start, but that seemed like the best thing.
She nodded, acknowledging what he was saying and affirming that she remembered it and understood as well as a human with no experience of the supernatural could.
But when he tried to talk about other things, he noticed she was squirming a little and struggling to pay attention.
“You aren’t taking any of this in.”
“I am, it’s just… I don’t know. This is complex, and it’s important. I’m scared that if I miss any tiny detail it will have been the one that really could have made a difference.”
“This isn’t how you work, is it?”
“What do you mean?”
“When we were here the first time, you had this
