There was something I needed to say. Sorry. About before. Fang shot a sideways glance at me, his eyes dark and inscrutable, as always. He looked back out at the water. I didn’t expect any more acknowledgment than that. Fang never- You almost gave me a heart attack, he said quietly. When I saw you, and all that blood . . . He threw a small rock as hard as he could down the beach. I’m sorry. Don’t do it again, he said. I swallowed hard. I won’t. Something changed right then, but I didn’t know what.