"Or he wanted to keep you from making a mistake." Wagtail's arms are close and warm around Ken; he won't let go. "Not that he's got the right to just step in. To give us no choice. But...."

He sighs again, thinking of Ken back at the dorm; of the defeated way he'd talked sometimes. You were right to want to kill him, Wagtail had insisted. He deserved it, every bit. And Ken had just....