"He had a vision," Laurel said, his paw tight on my arm. "What did you see, Rabbit?"
I rubbed my brow, my head aching. "The world dying," I said before I thought.
Though—or possibly because—of the unnatural hush, the noise we made had swelled as our numbers increased. But at my words, those around us fell silent, and the silence spread out in ripples with folks repeating what I'd said over and over, with disturbing accuracy. Not moving all that fast to begin with, the crowd slowed down, then came to a rambling halt.
"That's just wonderful, Rabbit," Jeff said, scowling.
Aware of his precarious position, Arlis said nothing. But his look could've cut stone.
Jusson aimed his disapproval at Laurel. "You had to ask him, didn't you?"