As he strode back up the driveway, she had no idea what he meant by her helping him. She knew the night had too many mysteries only half-hinted at to think it through now, and thinking wasn’t the answer anyway. Instead she wrapped herself around the pale, forlorn figure of the elf beside her, and waited quietly while the others buckled themselves into the car and Streak started up the engine. Streak turned and looked at Geraint, Kristen, and Serrin in the back.