Apology accepted.

[Nephry is sharper than that, even at who-knows-when in the morning. She sees Ion rubbing his face. Sitting down, she passes him the blanket.]

I never noticed before, how the moonlight looks against the last green of summer. We don't have weather like this in Keterburg, and it's often cloudy at this time of year.

[It isn't a perfect echo, but it's close enough.]