I know, beloved. But I am all right.
You’re sure?
Yes. Confined, but alive. As is Natila.
A relieved breath pushed out of me with a whoosh, and then I bent over to pick up the pen I had dropped. So how is it you’re talking with me only just now? I’ve been working in this building for a week —
The device they have controlling the two of us is usually set at a level much higher than it is at the moment. When it’s operating at full strength, it is difficult to breathe, let alone reach out to you the way I am now.
God. I clutched the edge of the task chair where I sat, the burlap-style material rough under my fingertips. The memory of how he’d been gasping for breath when they took him away was never too far from my mind, and it rose again now. To think that they’d perpetually kept him in
