“Dwi yn,” he murmurs, then translates. “I do trust you.” It gives me the push to answer Sel for myself, because he is many things, but he is also my friend. And right now, in this world that is just for us, our own sort of protective dome in time, away from danger, he needs to hear it from both of us. “I do, too.” Their heads turn to me. Nick’s gaze goes soft and fond. Sel flushes, but doesn’t say a word. And that’s okay”
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