"Oh, Karla, no," Warren murmured, keeping his eyes forward as he flew. "We went to war. Whatever happened here in the meantime wasn't good, but it wasn't your fault. It was bad timing and bad circumstances all around. And even after that, there were the months we spent as other people entirely, and finding a spare minute edgewise..."

He frowned a little more deeply, himself.

"I haven't visited Cora in all too long, myself. I should have known, too."