"Ooh yeah," she says, grinning as she straightens her protesting back, "patronize me, baby. Besides, my vanity is clearly justified."

What more proof does she need than the Reverend Daughter having real trouble keeping her hands off her?

But she leans back and tries to forget about the guilty feeling nagging at her, the one that says you shouldn't be allowed to have fun when Canaan House is still under attack. She knows time has stopped there, but...it feels a little wrong, somehow, to be enjoying herself when just past that door Sextus, Camilla, Dulcinea...everyone who's left is in danger.

"By the way, I have a confession to make."