How was she up already? The sun hadn't even risen properly.
Probably chasing time threads or pulling light from dew like she said she could. The fire was cold now, ash soft and white in the center.
I pushed myself up with a grunt.
Luca was crouched near the stream, splashing water on his face. Nathan leaned against a tree with a piece of dried meat between his teeth, arms crossed like he’d been thinking too much again.
He saw me stir and nodded toward the tree line. “Hey, Mira. Come here for a sec?”
I rubbed sleep from my eyes. “What now?”
“Just a minute,” Luca added, rising to join him. “Before Lira comes back and turns you into a glowing mirror-weapon again.”
I snorted despite myself. “Are you jealous?”
He smirked, but didn’t answer.
I followed them a few steps out of camp, to a
