Katelina found Jorick upstairs, sitting in a corner, lost in a book.
"There you are." When he didn't comment, she tapped the pages. "Thanks a lot."
"For what?" he asked without looking up.
"Being there for me. I appreciated it." He turned the page noisily and she huffed. "You're going to keep ignoring me? Haven't you punished me enough?"
He lowered the book. "Punish?" She felt the burn of a mind reader. His features melted in understanding. "You're right, I didn't want you to turn her, for a myriad of reasons, but I'm not punishing you. There's nothing for me to do."
"You could have helped me explain it to her."
"She doesn't trust me. Anything I said would have been viewed as a lie. It would have created more problems."
He lifted the book and she snapped, "You could have made me feel better."
"You mean coddle and agree with you? No, I couldn't."
"What is that supposed to mean?"