NEVA POV
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Bekah had food on the table within the hour, because Bekah's response to any significant compound event was the same regardless of what the event was — someone needed to eat, and she was going to make sure of it.
Silo endured the celebration with the specific stoic patience of a man who had known what he was signing up for when he decided to fall in love loudly enough for the whole compound to notice. Vael, beside him, seemed to find the whole spectacle genuinely delightful rather than overwhelming — the specific advantage, I thought, of someone who'd spent years without much celebration in her life finally being handed an abundance of it.
"You're glowing," Ziko told her, with complete sincerity.
"I don't glow," Vael said.
"You're doing it right now."
"That might be the
