He flashed a smile that glowed against his golden brown skin—even though Noel was human, he had a charm that made it easy for him to fit in with any group of people. There was only a handful of humans here on Amorta, all from the Founding Peace Families, but most of them stuck together. Noel hung around everyone—Amortal or human.

Cold clouds carried the tears that threatened to burst from my chest. It'd rained so much yesterday, I thought they'd all gone. But as I stared at his grave, it all came rushing back.