"No," he replied. "I prefer... someone who feels familiar." He couldn't call it trust, not with his mind still fighting itself, but Reeve felt better than the idea of the man who shared his face.

He nodded in agreement; he hadn't chosen a permanent shelter since his return to Sh'Ka, and hadn't made any effort to regain his small amount of belongings. They might even be in that old shelter to which he'd brought Reeve; he didn't know. Either way it suited him as defensible and not having to bring Reeve onto the holes he'd recently used for shelter. "Acceptable."