He nods as she walks alongside him, keeping up with long strides. After a year here, which is a depressing realization, Rat has met a lot of people and most of them have been scarred in some way no matter how stable their worlds might have been. Aurora, here briefly and shiningly kind, had been an exception and sometimes he misses that.

"They called her Elyurias. And she was angry." Even as the singer for the Mau, Rat had been too young to properly understand her demands. The level of control he'd seemed to have over her was largely out of desperate persuasion, infused with Safu's fondness for Shion.

"I did. And there are still giant wasps."