Now that he was alone with Julia, David found himself searching for the words he had wanted to say for awhile. They were sitting at a table in the cafe where Rebecca had disappeared. Julia was turning a green crystal over and staring at it intently.
“So what did you want to talk about?” She didn’t look up as she asked the question.
“What do you mean?” It was a reflexive response.
“You volunteered to come with me, even though there wasn’t anything for you to do. I’m assuming it was because you wanted to talk.”
Maybe it was because she always seemed aloof, or maybe it was the anger that was lurking just beneath the surface, but David was still unable to shake the way she intimidated him. Still, there wasn’t likely to be a better chance than this.
“I just wanted to tell you that I am sorry.”
“That I was unable to protect you from . . .”
“Don’t be ridiculous. It’s not your job to protect me.”
“But, if I had . . . then Jason . . .” As soon as he said it, he regretted it.
“Stop.” She looked up from the crystal with fire in her eyes. “What happened, happened. Thomas screwed up. Put you in an impossible situation. Put us both in harm’s way. Nothing else needs to be said.”
David looked down at his hands. “Sorry.”
Julia did not respond, instead pouring all of her attention back into the crystal. It was impossible to read her, and, according to Sarah, Jason was the only one who had known her much at all. He wanted to find a way to connect with her, but mentioning Jason seemed to make that even more unlikely now.
Instead, he watched her examine the crystal. Whatever it showed her, he was unable to see it himself. The realm of magic was impossibly large, and he doubted anyone had even the most superficial familiarity with the whole of it. Nonetheless, he wanted to learn all he could. This did not seem like a good time to ask.
Without warning, Julia stood up. “We have to go. We need to get back to the house. Right now.”
“Why? What happened?”
“Not now. I’ll explain when we get there.”