"Should I take him out? I thought you might miss him..." But then Marcel settles into a fluffy ball beside her side and Jason figures it's okay. He slips back into bed next to Swann, planning on draining the time before he has to leave work for all it's worth.

"I'm feeling nearly back to normal. You?" He doesn't mention the fight they had. Doesn't want to, doesn't need to. It hangs in the air like humidity. He gets his cigarette and puts in a camphor.