Duster's hands balled up, and his shoulders noticeably tensed as the Shadow turned to mock him. If her harsh expression didn't shut him up, it was her words. No choice other than to leave. A fate she hardly had control over. It was almost just like...

But this wasn't the time and place for that. Ellana needed them the most, and Duster couldn't let personal feelings get involved. He swallowed down the ball forming in the back of his throat and remained silent.

He looked away.