““Wait," he said. "Before we leave, can I, um, can I see what you really look like now?" "Doofus. I look like your sister." "I know. But there's more now. Right?" It was a fair question. She said, "Okay. But you have to promise not to freak out. Just remember I'm still me, regardless of what it might look like." "I promise." And so it was there, in the reimagined and reconstructed memory of the kitchen she once shared with Ria, that Molly set aside her human form and showed her brother what she had become. The transition went more smoothly than it had in Bayliss's hotel room. She dialed it back when Martin flinched and shielded his eyes. "Are you okay?" she asked, momentarily consumed with a vision of bloody tears streaking Bayliss's face. "Oh, Moll," said Martin. He was crying. Not blood, though. "They turned you into starlight.””