“Dude.” Deacon wagged his blond eyebrows. “I might not ever sleep again with how excited I am.”

“Says the guy who is currently asleep as we speak.” When Deacon’s face fell, Emersyn waved it off. “I’ll call Heather. She’ll like that.”

Royce smiled and mouthed, ‘Facts.’

Constance sat at the table and opened a laptop. “Savannah, perhaps you can go downstairs and lend a hand with the injured where you can? Especially Deacon.”

Savannah eyed Deacon. “Are we sure seeing the Death Card in a sick room doesn’t freak people out?”

Lily lifted her head from the back of the couch. “On the contrary, you can give reassurances on a soul’s strength that no one else can.”

Deacon turned a page in the Book, then grinned like he didn’t think he’d be able to do it. Then he looked to Savannah with eyes that were too sharp for a person who wasn’t really here. “I agree. I’d very much like to see you pulling some tricks on me right now.”

The door to downstairs flew open and slammed into the wall next to Savannah, which made her jump—and two spirits popped up from the floorboard. She hissed and swatted at them as Tenn flew into the living room. His hair was more disheveled, and his face was flushed. Those mismatched eyes bounced around the room.

He was frazzled as fuck. He ran a hand through his hair. “Shit. Sorry, I know we have a lot to do. Shit, I don’t even know. Um . . .”

Tim hurried over and squeezed Tenn’s shoulder. “Your soulmate asked me and Constance to take temporary leadership until she wakes so that you don’t hurt yourself.”

Tenn swayed with relief, and the energy rolled like a wave through the living room. “Thank fuck. Okay, so you’re good? What do you need from me? I can’t think⁠—”

“Rest. Stay with Tegan. Check on your sister.” He slid his hand around to Tenn’s other shoulder and gave him a side hug. “We need you as a warrior right now more than we need you as a leader, understood?”

Tenn nodded. “Thanks. I’ll be downstairs if you need me.”

“Tenn?” Mona called out.

Tenn paused in the doorway. “Yeah?”

Mona frowned. “When did you eat last, and what was it?”

Tenn stared at her blankly.

Mona stood with a smile. “I’ll bring you breakfast.”

He smiled. “Thanks, Ma.” Then he disappeared again.