A choked gasp left Raine's mouth as they braced against the dark.

"Milo, wait. I'm not- I'm trying to help you."

They stumbled backwards when Milo reappeared, their hands quick to grab their violin. They're still and quiet, body strung tight even after Milo told them to pick two. They considered their options, and everything they'd just learned.

"What are you using to feed to power the glamours?"