The rest of me would have gone with it, but we were trapped under Damian's weight. Maybe, I said. I buckled my seat belt, raised a hand in their direction. I stared at him for a second, mouth open, then I went back to staring at traffic.
Raina's munin was usually quiet behind its metaphysical cage bars, but my reaction gave her a tiny opening. Richard tried to shield, but he couldn't. Maybe I should have. He looked up and was scared, and it showed.
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