Nyx's POV
And Frost's first words — her first words — were about the needle.
I looked down at it in my hands. Then back up at her.
"You," I said, and my voice came out very quiet and very controlled in the particular way that things are quiet and controlled immediately before they are neither, "have a lot of explaining to do."
'The needle.' She repeated it with the same impatient inflection, as though I simply hadn't heard her the first time.
