He feels a wave of dizziness pass through him and fends it off with grim strength of will, bracing one hand against a clear spot of wall and drawing on his golden core to do so.

He is here from almost three years in Wei Ying's future. If Harrow is right, what does that mean for them?

"There must be a way," he says, flat and determined. "I do not know who you have spoken with. Have you asked them about this? If this has happened before, there must be a way to manage things. You cannot -- she will --"