You keep telling people that you love them because it’s so easy to forget. Radar’s little reminder is a balm on the soul, and the little smile he gives him means everything. Another breeze to stir the fog.

“César Salazar’s farm has a greenhouse with citrus,” he chirps. “Terribly useful for preventing scurvy. And baking. If she likes anything here, I can always make more. I’m sure she could use the cheering up.”