//Yeah, Karla mentioned that the paperwork is all that matters, too,// Jono muttered. He shut his eyes tightly again. //I think she intended it to be reassuring, or comforting, or... something. Sometimes it's hard to tell with Karla. But I don't exactly consider what happened here today to be a wedding.//

It certainly started out as one. But now there were human skeletons on the floor? And there was fire?

More than usual?

Jono sulkily reached into his borrowed coat to retrieve the pinwheel that Dinah had given him. He flicked it a few times, watching it spin.

//We aren't selfish or stupid or crazy to want to try again,// he decided. //We... we don't deserve a good celebration of our togetherness in the company of friends any less than anybody else does.//