Flashback ( PDFDrive )

SEVENTEEN
I’M FINE,” FITZ PROMISED, EVEN as Mr. Snuggles went flying across
the room and crashed into the door his parents had just exited
through.
Sophie didn’t see how that could possibly be true.
But Fitz wasn’t acting like he was in pain.
And Elwin didn’t see any signs that his echo had stirred.
Fitz also agreed to take more of the mood elixir just to be safe.
So . . . there really wasn’t much she could do—except have Elwin
tell Keefe she needed to skip the day’s skill lesson, since Keefe’s
teasing and Fitz’s fragile mood would surely be a disastrous
combination.
She’d also asked Fitz if he wanted to talk.
He did not—though he’d at least been willing to answer her
questions about the override.
Apparently it was a way to deactivate Everglen’s gates in case they
ever malfunctioned—which made Sophie very glad that he’d
convinced his father to station guards nearby. It also made her wonder
why guards hadn’t been assigned there in the first place.
What other vulnerabilities were they missing?
She kept the question to herself, letting Fitz nap for the remainder
of the day. And even though he seemed much calmer when he woke
up, she tried talking him out of monitoring her dreams again.