Palamedes at least acknowledges her, and that goes some way to tamping down Gideon's incandescent rage for a few. She straps it all down. For now, at least. When Harrow stands up and totters, she rolls her eyes and reaches out to just steady her with one hand on her elbow.

"Look," she says, quietly. "You're the one who said you weren't going to be a stranger to me, anymore. So let's just...leave my immortal soul or whatever out of it for a while and just be in the here and now and let me be your fucking cav, okay? Please."