Silverwing, Craitid, Faldo I

"Arthur, Evan…fuck you two."

Idrilla was simply expressing her anger, and the boys understood this, but Evan chose to react as though he took her words literally.

"Hell no! Why would I do that when my fiancée exists?"

"Fiancée? You're engaged?"

Arthur and Artemisia's attention shifted entirely to this unexpected detail, their concerns about the Bounded Field momentarily forgotten.

"Yeah. Got engaged like a week before I got sent here."

Evan replied with a casual shrug, glancing down at his left hand, where his engagement ring should have rested.

He hadn't lost it; he'd simply taken it off.

"That's rough…"

"Tell me something I don't know…"

Evan responded to Arthur's sympathetic tone with a dry laugh. Artemisia, however, narrowed her gaze at him, her curiosity bubbling to the surface.

"Was I there?"

Her question was vague, but Evan understood she was referring to the moment that led to his time displacement.