[ Cain went to the sheet Julian had hung up, used a drier edge to get the worst of the rain out of his hair, ruffling it vigorously over his head. ]

I know! It was pretty much this or a tanner's basement. There weren't stairs, either, the owner said I had to find my own way up. Paid a wingy guy to help me get the rope-ladder up here.

Too bad it's raining, because the view is amazing. You can see out to harbor two directions. When it's not wet, I just sleep with all the windows open.

Leave your patch, too. It'll just feel gross if you keep it on. And come with me.

[ He caught Julian by the wrist, led him toward the scattered cushions and blankets. ]