Having danced closer to death than anybody should have to, Curnen had known about Dante. But it was still... When you were trained from birth not to show. Not to tell. It was so hard for anybody to know. Even telling Kash had been terrifying, and she hadn't known how to do it aside from the old standard--showing him The Painting.

Here and now, though, Curnen only closed her eyes briefly and nodded. "I don't know what I'd do if..." You know what? Fuck it. "I love you so much, Miguel, I couldn't take it if I ruined everything somehow."