Flick couldn't but think back to Wraxilan, who had told him his association with Cal had blacked a part of his soul. He believed Pell, one of his truest and deepest friends, but he couldn't but wonder, if he'd shared part of himself with Wraxilan that Pell couldn't see. The part that made him create Aruhani in the first place, and enjoy what the Uigenna had done to him.

That was not the types of thinks a har should be thinking about when there's a perfectly happy, very naked har offering to roon your brains out.

"I'd very much like to think of happier things." His eyes flickered to the water and back to Pell. "Make be believe it?" Flick offered a hand to his friend, hoping he was strong enough to chase away the nonexistent darkness Flick worried was still inside him.