"We're not the only camp here," Jono reported, sounding tired. "Raven's halfway to being a vampire, and I've got an armload of luggage in my alcove if anyone has need for maternity wear, more orange TicTacs than anyone should rightly own, or lighter fluid."

A beat, and then he was making an almost desperate grab for that banana. Almost. He hadn't eaten in days, and the way his hand was shaking as he tried to peel it probably attested to as much.

"Thanks, luv. Any news on your end?"