Arriane sized her up, tapping one finger against her lips. "Perfect," she said, stepping forward to loop her arm through Luce's. "I was just thinking I could really use a new slave.

Trial by fire.' Roland whistled, patting Luce on the back. 'Show no fear.

I get to live forever," he repeated. Luce was still lost, but he kept talking, a stream of words pouring out of his mouth. "I get to live, and to watch babies being born, and grow up, and fall in love. I watch them have babies of their own and grow old. I watch them die. I am condemned, Luce, to watch it all over again and again. Everyone but you." His eyes were glassy. His voice dropped to a whisper. "You don't get to fall in love--" "But...," she whispered back. "I've...fallen in love.

You don't really know either of us," Cam said, standing and stepping away, "but you're prepared to choose right now, huh?

Her heart was pounding impossibly fast. Then she realized She was feeling both of their hearts, racing each other. A kind of desperate conversation, one they couldn't have with words.

Get to part B, Daniel. Think fast. Patience is a virtue, and you know how Cam feels about those.

Rule number 2 - don't listen to me!" Arriane laughed, "I'm certifiably insane!