At his mention of her parents, Sinthia felt more than saw the flicker of shadow, a pulling-back, cross her face; she hadn't ever fully explained that situation and had hoped she'd never have to. She shook her head, and didn't get into it now, just bowing up against him and relishing the touches, the closeness. The reality that he was home and here with her made them both very happy.

"You seem knowledgeable about this idea. Is there something I should know?"