.. that’s about all that we can do for now. Wait and see if they contact us,” I told her in a disgusted voice. Sara now looked and moved like the ...ead, all of the life gone out of her. She returned to the sofa in the living room where she had waited for us before.Upstairs, I took a shower, then changed my clothes after a time before returning to the kitchen and making something to eat, but didn’t taste it as I ate, too worried to even know what it was. Sara slept on the sofa in the living room. Washu's response was merely to nod while gently squeezing Katsuhito's hand under the table.The moment just past, only a reaffirmation of the previous nights passions. And their mutual decision to finally pursue them.She more than anyone knew only too well the reverence the quiet man beside her had for his mother.Things took a decidedly strange turn however when Azusa suddenly stopped a few feet away, looking disdainfully down at his son.There followed a brief pause, before the emperor cleared. As she plays with these images of herself, a half-remembered chemistry lesson about the reactivity of “alkali metals” re-awakens: how lithium reacts, how sodium reacts more strongly, and how potassium reacts more strongly still. It is as if Lithium is a sub to sodium until potassium enters the equation, at which point sodium becomes a sub to potassium... (1)The problem is, she is not sure of herself anymore. Once, she knew: she was a sub. Later, she was sure: she was an owned slave. Now, she is. The point is that I was way out of my league, I had more than my fair share to drink. I was having trouble forming full thoughts, let alone sentences. By the time we were an hour into being there I had lost Jordie and I honestly didn’t care. I can barely remember whether I had been dancing alone or maybe with someone? No, I was dancing with someone, that’s why I left the dance floor. Someone had been trying to get their grubby little hands into my leather pants, even after I had tried to say no.