"I'm not going through her things," Summer said, although Seivarden might not have seen her at first. She was on the other side of the bed, looking under it, and then looked her head back up to look at her from the other side, "chill. I just wanted to look under the bed. They say animals will try to find a safe hidden spot to die if they know they're about to bite the dust, and that seemed the most logical place. No doggie corpse, though, so I think we're good. Unless you can think of anywhere else."

She took a moment, though, to lean o the bed, folding her arms I front of her, and looking around. Rosa was such a private person that this was insanely fascinating to Summer, and her eyes fell toward one of the closet doors.

"Is it true," she asked, "that she has a closet just filled with weapons? I heard she has a closet filled with weapons."