Thirty-Six
It took longer to finalise the plan than Ryann anticipated. Piran’s basis was sound, but the details were a mess. Then they’d thrashed it out, and come up with solutions. All of them. Not a single person remained silent.
They remained on their feet throughout, and a couple of times Ryann turned her attention to Daman and Murdoch. They were still over the far side of the rec hall, and they both watched Ryann and the others intently. But Daman never told them to sit down.
They were talking, or sussing—Ryann saw lips moving occasionally. Daman no longer had a smile on his face. She pushed, gently, at their lattices, reaching for their traces, pulling the strands apart. Daman was sparking like a firecracker, and she knew he would remain dangerously unpredictable. But he was…i
