Oz watched her, looking for — something. He didn't know what. He kept his eyes on hers. There were some things in which Thomasina never ceased to surprise him, and there were some things in which he could predict her responses so well he never needed to broach the subject at all. He would have thought a moment like this would fall into the latter category, but he felt a question on his lips all the same. He couldn't see the answer in her eyes.

"Did you —"

The ding of the lift arriving at the Atrium interrupted him. He was almost relieved. He was in the habit of avoiding questions unless he already knew the answer, and he hadn't been sure of how Sina would respond to this one.

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