There is a part of me that really wants to know what went down in that nightmare Darrow place, having seen how it's messed up most of my friends, but at the same time...I really don't. I don't want to know what could be so fucked up that it would leave Derek scared and Hild mute. The fact that she's chosen to react by not talking worries me, but she seems to be doing okay.

I can talk enough for the both of us.

"I know, I know," I say, kicking my feet a little for the satisfying thud the soles make when they hit the ground. "There are some things I just can't let go of. Comfortable shoes is at the top of that list."