S'mores

"Think of us as your promotion team," Sylvia smiled warmly and placed a hand on August's arm.

"Thank you, Sylvia," she replied.

'True Luna.' The words Greta spoke hung in the air. What did that mean exactly? Part of August wanted to swell with pride at the thought that such an entitlement belonged to her, but there was so much pressure that accompanied it. She had no idea how to be a Luna.

"Well, like I said, I'll know more tomorrow. It's possible I won't have the opportunity to leave right away. I don't want to seem too eager," Graeme said, still swaying uneasily in the thought of leaving August—even with everyone's reassurances.

Everything would have to align perfectly in order for him to feel comfortable. But the alyko definitely needed to know about the map, and he had a feeling that if he could get Penelope to speak with him, she would have just as much helpful information for him as he had for her.