A depressing thought that I didn’t want to let linger in my mind. So I opted for levity.
“That must mean I’m going to get a big combat bonus.”
Pariah snorted. “Don’t book your trip to Tahiti yet. I’m going to have to charge you for that carbon monoxide detector you lost.”
“That can’t be more than a hundred bucks.”
“Government equipment comes at a premium.”
“Or is it that you’re adding a Sigrune-disobeyed-orders fee onto it?”
“I’d never be so vindictive. That comes straight off the bonus.”
“Just so you know, if I can’t make my rent this month, I’m moving in with you. You’ve got a guest cot, right?”
“I hope things aren’t that dire.”
“I’d be okay with the couch.”
“I’m not entirely sure you’re joking,” Pariah said.
“Good.” I hung up and quirked an eyebrow at Diavan, who was walking
