A voice cackles in Ensui’s radio, “Enemy fighters at two o’clock!” “Roger. What should I do until then?”

After close to six months, there is now a marked difference.

A general recognition. A sudden knowledge that i've been accepted and fitted in.

“I pulled myself up to stand straight. I shook my head, and I swear I almost felt my brain settle. “Verity,” I said, and embraced his consciousness to mine. It was easy; it had always been easy, but before I had believed there was something to lose by doing so.

We did not meld into one person, but instead fit together like bowls stacked in a cupboard. He rode me comfortably, like a well-loaded pack. I took a breath and lifted my axe. “Again,” I said to Burrich.”
- “Royal Assassin” by Robin Hobb