It wasn’t the worst thing he could have seen. Not by a long shot. But the vision was still strange, seeing Kit talk to her as though he knew her, seeing him try to apologize for things a different version of himself had done. When the vision cleared, he scowled at her. “That seems like an understatement.” He pushed at her, wanting some distance between them if it was possible.
She held her ground, almost tempted to go for the gun at the small of her back to make him stay still. “You’re not freaking out this time. What could you have possibly seen?” she cooed, mocking him as if it were the most natural thing in the world to do.
