"Sofi, you're not going to be able to handle helping Darian and being pregnant," he said.
Take care of Sofi, Dusty ordered.
I'm okay, Sofi, I promise.
Sofi wanted her watched for some reason.
He wondered if Bianca's thick curls were as soft as Sofi or Jenn's hair.
It was a subtle shift, an undercurrent of cool energy that brushed by him, like when Sofi used her voodoo fortune-telling powers around him.
Until that moment, he hadn't really cared why Sofi saved the life of the woman before him.
There weren't many places she could go where he couldn't find her, especially if Sofi kept interfering.
Sofi would chew him out if he gave Bianca to her like she was, and he himself couldn't help but feel somewhat concerned that she'd gone unresponsive.
"Sofi said to give these to you," he said and reappeared just as suddenly.
Sofi told me your name is Bianca.
"Who's Sofi?" she asked.
She retrieved the clothing, judging that Sofi had been the one to pick the original clothes out.
"Sofi, what can you tell me about this weekend?" he asked.
"Don't worry, Sofi," he said.
"Sofi says you can heal," he said curiously.
Maybe it's just because Dusty and Sofi can't cook.
Sofi said you were special.
"Who is this Sofi?" she asked.
He hadn't trusted anyone outside of his adopted brothers-- and Sofi-- since he was ten.
Sofi said not to do that, and I did.
Go see Sofi in the library.
Sofi watched him go and swallowed hard.
Sofi gazed at her, visions from Jonny's future swirling in her thoughts.
Sofi smiled to herself.
"Thanks. It's important," Sofi said.
"Hi, Sofi," Darian said in a quiet voice.
"Sofi," Bianca repeated, brightening.
Sofi glanced at Darian.
"Don't make me call Dusty," Sofi replied.
"I know," Sofi agreed.
"That will be a very useful skill," Sofi whispered and withdrew.
Toni asked Sofi, striding in from the outside.
"Yeah, we are," Sofi agree.
Send Jonny to see Sofi sometime this morning, Dusty directed.
Reminded he didn't give Bianca the rules he gave Darian and Sofi, he retrieved his phone.
"Darian, come here," Sofi called.
Sofi dug her heels into the ground.
He wrenched Sofi off the ground in a tight bear hug and deposited her on the other side of the gate line.
She placed her hands on her face and winced as Sofi vacuumed her power as Darian had.
"Sofi … she's safe," Darian said and stepped from the shadows to pace.
You left Sofi and Bianca to fend for themselves!
Sofi made me come.
Of all the coddling he'd accused Sofi and Bianca of doing, he'd been working hard to protect Darian from anything that might force him to grow into his powers.
He didn't understand it, except that Bianca's touch finished what Sofi started.
Sofi had told him when he dumped her in the divine world.
"I'm not a healer, Sofi," he complained again.
"Sofi?" he called, wondering if her mind-talking would work from the divine world.
I told you not to leave Sofi, came the chiding reply.
But Sofi asked me to visit.
Sofi says his path is dark.
Sofi said to tell you 'I told you so.'
The voice of Damian's mate, Sofi, was a whisper in his mind.