I wasn't surprised to find Fate waiting for us, though I was a little shocked to discover her dark brother was with her. But the moment the two heard our footsteps, I realized things were way worse than I'd ever imagined.
Light Fate's face was sheathed in tears, her white, blind eyes wide and staring. Usually, she seemed to be able to make her way easily, as though guided by what she could see internally. But even her brother looked drawn and frightened, Dark Fate's anxiety and lack of poise pulling me to a halt.
Max didn't falter approaching Light Fate. I knew he loved her, though the origins of their first meeting and what they truly meant to each other was lost to me. They didn't talk about it and I didn't ask. Besides, this was no time to bring it up, not when she stumbled and almost fell, feet tentative beneath her, Max's strong hands catching her and lifting her to him.