[ Susato does turn back to look at Trahearne, catching sight of the gold flickering upon his face. She doesn't know what it is. Is it merely a blush? Some symptom of a sylvarian disease? By the time they sit, it is gone, and Susato feels as though it is too late to ask.

She does sigh, though, feeling an odd sense of relief to hear that she is not the only one. ]

. . . Some. [ It wouldn't be fair to ask him to share without first doing so herself. ] There's a part of me that keeps reliving it. I wake up beneath the lake again, frozen, unable to move.

And I can hear his footsteps walking away from me.