"At the moment I?" Solomon prompted after a moment, still all innocence, and lightened his touch again to not much more than a light stroke down either side of her spine, as if trying to find another knot in her back except for the fact his touch was too light to find one.

The fact she had felt compelled to cut off her own words was gratifying. It meant he was certainly doing things right, that he was sufficiently distracting her. And himself. It helped, to focus on her like this; helped him ignore the things that had happened in the Dreaming and the fact he still felt as though he was missing a major part of himself.