"Ah," came the immediate reaction, and then the thought that he clearly felt differently about his sister than she did about hers, and then the sickening lurch of realization that he must feel...

"And she's not here." Her voice was soft as a butterfly's wing and twice as heartbreaking. The loss he felt, she recognized and it showed in dark eyes gone liquid with echoes of his pain. "The other half of your soul. I'm so sorry, Vax."