"It is the color of my House," Valyn pointed out, with a small smile. He still hated the way his voice sounded - so rough and hoarse. He wondered if it would ever improve. At least the ugly wound and bandages were covered by the neck of the tunic.

It was nice, to see Shadow. Almost like it was, when they were never apart. He missed that.

"We aren't usually given anything other than the uniforms to wear," he added. He wanted to say something about last night, wanted to bring up a million things, but he couldn't. Not easily.