Lena's POV
Bastian did not immediately tell Damien.
That was the first thing I understood when I looked at his face in the service passage, the lamplight catching the careful arrangement of his expression. He had the look of a man who had made a private decision and was holding it close until he understood the full shape of it.
He had seen everything. The way I had caught the wall. The minutes I had spent breathing through something that my body had not allowed me to minimize. He was not stupid and he had not been pretending not to notice things since the morning of the briefing.
He walked beside me in silence for a moment. The passage was narrow enough that his shoulder was close to mine without touching it.
"I am not going to ask you to confirm anything," he said finally.
I kept wa
