It's almost like the sound that comes the day before a storm, Annie thinks. It's present and she can't quite tune it out, but it's not disruptive. "I hear it," she nods. But more importantly, her expression brightens. "I smell way fewer cats already."
"Good," she sits back in satisfaction. "Teon -" She pauses, growing more serious. "Have I ever told you about the Lights?" It's not a subject she brings up often or easily but Annie is important to her.
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