Wren's pov
"Celeste." Some leftover reflex made me stretch my fingers toward hers looking for calm even at this point. "Spell out the problem. I need the truth."
She yanked her arm clear before any contact happened and shot a look over her shoulder at Priya who stayed mute in the dim area by the steps staring at the pair of us.
"Not possible," Celeste said under her breath. "Wrong location. Wrong setup."
"You announced seconds ago that sharing with a person was required."
"The requirement exists. Willingness does not match it yet." Her stare jumped frantic and red edged between me and Priya as if stuck between two selves she could not join. "Actions I launched keep rolling past any brake I own. That forms the entire limit of disclosure available this second."
"Celeste if danger touch
