"Hey, honey," I said.
"Saint? Is it really you?" She laughed, the sound a little shaky. "Of course, it's you. You have your eyes again. Are you okay?" She reached out, laid a hand on my snout.
"I'm okay. I don't know about Ten, but he and I will work that part out together."
"If he can heal her magic, we will need both of you," Atlas said. He looked a little pale under his laboratory tan.
"We can talk about it later. Where're Ransom and Asher?"
"Talking with Claude and Charlotte," Taryk answered.
I nodded. Well, I tried. My head was resting on the ground. "I see."
I turned to Lukas. "So, I'm guessing you took your hands off her at some point, yes? After I got sucked in?"
The man looked like he was trying not to cry. He nodded.
"Well, when I'm back in my human form, remind me
