"I think he knows I've been away. But I've been away from him before, and I don't know how long I've been away to him.

"I don't know if it's like you with the dragons, but sometimes... we feel the same things, or it seems that way."

If anyone is likely to understand this, it's her.

The showers are nearly deserted... not totally, but nearly, and as she settles in to a stall, she gives him a questioning look.

She can't be thinking... no. Neither of them is in the mood, and it was so cramped and awkward the first time that he isn't sure there should ever be a second time. But he's not sure she's steady on her feet, and if she's looking to him at all, it may be that she wants him with her.

He returns her questioning look with one of his own, then nods and puts his things with hers, stripping his filthy Gallipoli gear off and setting it on the floor outside of the shower.

He won't miss Jon Frost.