章 1943: Raven Queen

Cassie released her Transformation, and Sunny was finally freed from the torrent of alien memories. 

He exhaled slowly and looked away, staring into the distance with an absent expression.

Witnessing human memories was not at all like reading a book or watching a recording — they were often vague and disjointed, sometimes withered and shallow, sometimes fresh and intensely vivid. It was hard to make sense of them, and it was even harder to fathom their every nuance. 

Sunny was still reeling from receiving such a great amount of information in such a short amount of time. 

What was more… he was still reeling from witnessing the life of Master Orum. 

It was such a strange thing. The old man was a complete stranger to him, and yet, Sunny felt so close to him. How could he not, after experiencing what Cassie had gleaned?

It was because of this unearned closeness that Sunny felt shaken by Orum's death at the hands of the King of Swords.