“Yep. I mean, I got scolded for going to help fight, but I told them over my dead body was I not helping so they needed to just get on board.” She grinned and bounced over to Savannah. My heart soared with pride when I realized my best friend had gotten a giant cup with a straw for Savannah so she wouldn’t have to hold it. Mei-Ling’s bright brown eyes went back to me. “There’s a pot of soup on the stove that Katherine made for everyone to eat, but basically no one is hungry, which I tell you so you won’t feel guilty for not eating.”

That made me smirk. “So, we’re all handling this about the same. That’s almost comforting.”

“It continues to entertain me everytime y’all collect a new Pokemon and they turn out to be just as fucked-up as the rest of you.” Warner chuckled and smacked Jackson’s shoulder next to him. “Funny, innit?”

Jackson sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. “It took me years to get you to stop saying innit. How did we get back here?”

Warner shrugged. “You’ve been hella British in your sleep talking since Bettina went down. And since I’ve been on best friend duty, I’ve been hearing it.”

Jackson’s whole face scrunched up. “That’s horrific from start to finish. Let us not speak of this again.”

Lennox rolled her eyes. “Valathame does seem to have a type.” She winked to Warner, which made him blush and smile.

"How are you still awake?” Mei-Ling frowned and cocked her head to the side, watching me. “If everyone else’s wounds from the Unseelie aren’t healing, and that smoke dragon hit you, then why did it wear off on you?”

I may have been looking at my best friend, but I did not miss the way everyone else turned toward me. I decided to be honest about it. “I have no idea. I couldn’t stay awake last night, but I also couldn’t stay asleep. I just kept waking up and going back down. It was awful. And then . . . Everest showed up.”

Cooper sat on the ledge between his sister and Savannah. “He was here or in dream again?”

“I have no idea. I don’t know what he did, but he told me when I woke that their magic would be gone.” I shrugged. “He’s not always the most forthcoming with information and I wasn’t with it enough to push for more.”

They nodded.

The door beside me opened and Constance stepped out, having come from downstairs. She looked over and smiled at me. Her blue eyes were warm but tired. “Morning, Frankie. You recover well from last night?”

I nodded.

“Good. Good. Well . . .” she rubbed her hands together and cleared her throat, “I’ve now checked all the potions. All of our cauldrons are brewing and ready.”