[ Nothing better than this, she thinks, but bites that back reluctantly, too. There'll be time enough and time. ]

Maybe. I have a new roommate who's still settling in, so I... should probably go check on him and cook lunch for tomorrow.

We'll talk again soon, though, Sal.

[ An easy promise. Little does Anathema know she'll outright vanish in a few days, whisked off by the Porter. ]