“I'll let you know when it becomes a working draft,” David tells Aileen, lowering his gaze. “Editing always takes longer than the actual writing.” It was a very Hemingway thought, but held its own truth in a way. Though it was important, editing was always the most droll of the process.

David reached up and scratched at his brow glancing out over the rest of the court.

The Mekhet hoped the feeling Aileen's too-wide, too-bright smile gave him was just his imagination.

With that, David fades back into the main thread...