Vayne nodded as she saw Sett and gesticulated him inside, while she kept talking in a smartphone to someone else.“…don’t think I need to have th...m separated,” she just said as Sett walked inside. They now stood in a great entrance hall, illuminated by a big chandelier. “No, I don’t think that too. Thresh will want to live in the basement once again, so I don’t bother about that. No. Yeah of course I invited him. Yeah and Sion too. No, I don’t think they will be any problem. They all know what. ”“I dream of it, sometimes,” shuddered Leana, “and it frightens me, though I do not know why. In my dream we stand, Seth and I, among huge structures, like huts stacked upon one another. And we call out. But there is only the sound of our own voices answering us, and then a sound like great swarms of bees, growing loud and louder, and I wake with the sweat running off my body.” Leana shivered again, “I fear it, but I do not know what that sound is, or where it comes from.” She moved closer to. "Jack Daniels and a burrito," I suggested."You are kidding?" she asked."Honey your grandfather is all about image. He will tell you that illusion in prison is more important than reality." I suggested."Is that why he treats you like a girlfriend, rather than his daughter?" she asked."Yes, but he doesn't cross the line. He just plays to the crowd," I suggested hoping that she would believe me."And you let him french kiss you and massage you?" she asked."Yes, it mean nothing to me and it gives. If I was shifting without thinking about it, I was dangerously unstable.I hadn't lost control like that in a long time. That was one of the reasons I'd joined the dojo, to learn discipline and control. When your emotions ruled you, bad things happened. Talon had known, damn him."I don't know what I'm going to do," I told him with a sigh, scrubbing at my face roughly to help me think."Well, we can brainstorm on the way," Talon told me, walking over to me and extending a hand. I let him help me.