My head snaps around so quickly my field of vision blurs for a moment. I stare down at Granger, whose lips are still forming the last syllable of my given name. Then they curl into a small smile. Her hand slides from my neck, over my shoulder and down my arm to interlace our fingers once more. She pulls me away from Thomas, who is frozen in his own bewilderment. Without objection, I let her lead me to her sleeping quarters.