So, my sister sent as Piers ascended the dais in the center of the room, Demetrius prodding Jean Marc with power from where he followed. How are things with your friend over there?
The complete change of subject startled me, exactly what she'd been aiming for, the brat. If it wasn't for the snarky smirk in her voice I still might not have commented. But her poke triggered my guilt and worry and more than a little attraction to the silent man at my other side. Oliver had saved my life in the Dark Universe-his Universe-ready to throw away his existence to save me. Thanks to a cryptic remark from Zoe I'd saved his butt instead. And despite his worry his presence here meant it would be possible for his people to cross over the barrier dividing our two Universes, my son's assurance he, as the Gateway, would prevent it dispelled that particular fear.