There are probably many other similarities they have in their worlds, but Yin's mind is caught on the moon, even if she's quiet about it. She can remember feeling it ten years ago. How soft the light was, compared to the sun. Far more gentle. She preferred it.

Yin shakes her head. Someone probably had to - the person responsible for the moon disappearing, at least - but no one Yin had listened to had any idea.

"I can't feel it anymore."