"I'm serious —-'

“So am I," Heda said.

"Millions of people around the world have feelings like that every now and again, and a small percentage turn out to be true. Pure chance. You know the literature on the visions of the ravens better than anyone. They're very distinctive. You're not going to wonder if you're having one."

“Yeah, but --"

"But nothing. Don't let the fear of it make you crazy. There's no point to losing your mind without at least getting the benefits." She paused.

"This really has you freaked, doesn't it?"

Edgar nodded.

"This is normally the kind of high-stress situation where the dreams start to manifest." []"So stop stressing. Hell, Joanna has been helping you de-stress since she first laid eyes on you."

"You think sex with her isn't stressful? The woman gives me performance anxiety."

"I'll ask her to take it easy on you," Heda said with a smirk.

“Well, I wouldn't go that far." Edgar hugged his sister.

"Thanks."

“Hey, just glad I could actually help someone," Heda replied despondently.

“If I hadn't been so slow, I would have had Detrius and --

"You've helped a lot of people," Ed said.

“Without you, we never would have found Madison and Alvin. We've taken Detrius's food supply away."

("It just makes him more dangerous," Heda muttered.

"I want him gone.

I want to get him for what he did to those students, and I want to rip his throat out for what he did to Madison."

“Now you're the one who needs to calm down, little sis. She's as safe as she can be now, and your girl is going to be just fine. You won't catch him if you lose your cool."

Heda leaned back.

"Cool." She was pondering something.

“This guy we're after has some kind of hard-on for the cold."

"Huh?"