George curled up around Patrick and closed his eyes, breathing in the scents of his room and his brother and his home. He was home, he was going to be all right. He just had to make himself believe it.

But Wrath, she was still there, she was still-

"The Sins!" George hissed, trying to sit up and utterly failing. He clawed at the air. "They need to know she's still there."