Walter blinked, then a warm smile replaced the blank expression. “You are my friend, Fenris. My deadly, immortal friend, but my friend, nonetheless—and I appreciate you saying as much.” He paused for a moment. “Even if I’m no longer working as your assistant, I expect to hear from you from time to time. I know you’ll be busy as the Lunar Lord—and I have full faith in you to act as such—but I’d still like to know how you’re doing.”
Despite my best attempts not to be emotional, I was touched. “Of course,” I said, clearing my throat. “I am sure Celeste would be unhappy if I did anything otherwise.”
Walter laughed and shook his head. “She’s a good influence on you, Fenris.”
“Indeed she is,” I said.
The flap to the tent opened back up to reveal Val. She walked back over and took her seat. “
