His eyes looked up to meet mine, and a smile lined his face. Freshly clean from the shower, small beads of water dripped down over his skin, and I realized he hadn't been down here long. “What are you doing awake?"

“I couldn't sleep," I replied. “I heard how she acted yesterday, and it's been on my mind."

His smile fell a little, and slowly he nodded his head. “Yeah, it seems we had an audience over the weekend."

“Mhm. What are we going to do about that?" I asked, hoping he had an idea, but instead of answering, he gestured with two fingers to come to him.

And I...