"We were burying my dads in one of them," Tommie explains. "Me, my grandparents, my Tia Charley and her partner, and weirdly enough the guy who used to babysit me when I was a little kid? Only much older. He was actually as old as Papa, instead of being maybe fifteen years older than me. And I was-- it was-- the despair I felt in that dream was palpable."

They breathe out slowly. "In another one, I was in my tiger form, at a feast with those foxgirls. We'd just all been in battle together. And I'd gone out to clear my head a bit about everything and stare at the stained glass window of my cousin and I realized that we were probably stranded because World War Three had finally broken out. Except I don't have any cousins, much less ones that have stained glass windows in churches, but that's not the only foxgirl memory where I have cousins. Another one, the one I think was before the battle, I was pouring a libation to a cousin. Another cousin. It wasn't the same one. And there's another one, which I think was before both, I was trying to contact them somehow. All of my cousins. None of which would reply to me. I was on-- on the Shores of Awakening and nothing was how it should be."

"It's just-- it's weird and disturbing and-- why cousins?"