Oh, indeed. And so much that's - presumed. Implied. You know what I mean.

I keep trying to reassure myself that of anyone, Hydra must know what she's getting into, both her parents being as they are, but then I realise Julius Avery was in the same situation, and, well, logic is clearly not the guiding star in enough places.

Not a pleasant line of thought at all.

Swimming, it's more finding a place that's private. There's a lake here, but I don't want people to see me, because then I'd have to talk to them. (And conversation's bad enough without being in swimming things at the time. Entirely too vulnerable.) But I'm sure there's something near enough.

The book. Yes. I got just past one of those bits before you wrote back - where Cucullain dies. And I - I don't know. Thinking hard about it.

I was with Raz long enough to have a complicated view of what people call heroism, really.