to help her. I mean, no, she didnât really ask, she put her hand outâI knew what she needed me to do.â
She stopped, turned the cup around and around, screwing it into the sand. âI said no. I couldnât . I know they were attacking us, and I know it was pretty much self-defense, but IâI just . . .â
âItâs okay,â came Cadanâs voice above her bent head. âItâs not a little thing, to kill someone, even if it is self-defense.â
She hadnât known if heâd understand. Tears burned in her eyes and she blinked them away. âSo I couldnât. I said no. I said sorry. And sheââall at once, it was as if a huge fist closed on her insides, making her belly burn and tightenââshe said she was sorry too. And then she grabbed me, she wouldnât let me go. She forced the link, and then she used me to help her explode the second ship.â Within her, everything cramped, the huge fist clenching tight. âI felt it happen. I felt what she was feelingâthe triumph. And nowââ
She rose to her knees, shaking all over, her voice cracking. âNow itâs in my freaking memory! Now I know what itâs like to kill someone! Even though I wasnât the one who intended it, I wasnât the one who did it. I donât want that memory in my head!â
âNo,â said Cadan, a single syllable, very calm.
Now that the words had come, they wouldnât stop. Elissaknelt in front of him, still shaking, words falling over one another and tangling together, gesturing with wide jerky movements, punctuation to words that by themselves would never be enough to convey what she needed him to understand.
âItâs not like she doesnât know! I said, way back, Iâm not okay with killing people. I get, I get how if itâs self-defense, that sometimes someone might have to do it. But I said no . I told her I couldnât. It wasnât like she panicked and didnât realizeâit wasnât like how she used to reach out to me when she was in tons of pain and she was too desperate to know what she was doing. I said no . I said no, and she knew I was saying it, she knew . She said sorry and then she did it anyway !â
She threw her hands out, fury pouring through every nerve, so fiercely that it felt as if her fingers would throw sparks as she moved. âThatâs not sorry! Itâs not sorry if you do it anyway ! It doesnât freaking count !â
âI know.â
âAnd what if she does it again? If I canât trust her, if sheââ She broke off. She dropped her hands to her lap, fingers winding tight around one another. âI donât want to be scared of her, Cadan. I was, to begin with, but I havenât been for ages. I got so I was sure I could trust herâI knew she wouldnât hurt me on purpose. But this time . . . she did hurt me. On purpose. And I . . .â This time her voice trailed off before she got herself together and carried on.
âI went through everything to keep her as my sister. When I thought she was going to die, when she was going to put the Phoenix into hyperspeed by herselfâI knew what it would be like to lose her, I knew if she died it would . . . like, leave me hollow. I knew I wouldnât be a whole person ever again.But, oh God, if this is the sort of thing sheâs going to do . . . how can I live with it?â
She ran out of words, finally, and as if it had been just their energy holding her up, she felt herself fold, her head dropping so her ponytail flopped forward, brushing past the side of her face to hang into her lap.
Cadan didnât speak.
After a minute Elissa slanted a look up at him. âSay something helpful.â
A smile touched his mouth. âLis . . . God, like I have a clue how to manage this kind of thing? She . . . Lin