It was Luna's idea, which surprised no one.
"You need a night away," she told Sera, with the specific bluntness she'd had since *both feet in* — less performance, more direct delivery. "Not a council session. Not a framework meeting. An actual night away, just the two of you, somewhere that isn't this compound."
"Rowan—" Sera started.
"Rowan will be fine," Luna said. "Rowan has approximately nine people in this compound who would fight each other for the privilege of watching them for one night. I've already drafted a rotation. Kira has the morning, I have the afternoon, Cole has agreed to read the same three books over and over because apparently that's what Rowan wants lately, and Maren has requested the bedtime slot specifically."
"You've already drafted a rotation," Sera repeated.
