Location:Seven Peaks — The North Camp; Medicine Hall; Tianlei's Room, East Side
Date/Time:TC1857.11.02 – TC1857.11.05
The sheet from Cold Shoulder was written in two hands, and Sera Vahn could see both of them from across the command tent before she had it in her own.
The top half was Bjorn's, square and heavy and pressed hard enough to show through, the way a man writes who learned it as an adult and does not trust it. The bottom half was somebody else's, smaller and faster and slanted, and she had read that hand on requisitions for two and a half years before the unit had a name, and she knew which of her people had written it before she had read a single word, and she knew what it meant that he was the one writing.
She put it down on the table without reading it.
