Soren had left one window open on his list. Selah closed a different one her own way.
She heard about the second watcher at breakfast, the way she heard about everything, by being in the room while Soren said three sentences and stopped.
She did not ask questions.
She finished her tea, set the cup down without a sound, looked at the wall the reading room shared with the dorm hall as if she could see through it to the woman who filed every night.
"The form had a column for me," she said.
"It did."
"Permafrost. Bridge bond. Property of the academy on loan to a tamer."
"They have a box for me. Voss has a frequency for me; the second one, whoever it is, will have a number."
"Probably."
She stood.
"You were speaking with Dani," Selah said, her voice quiet, though the temperature in the room dropped a degree, "I heard her."
Soren turned, his posture relaxed, though his eyes sharpened, "Did you?"
