"My feelings are hurt you didn't offer me one thirty seconds after you walked in the Big Gate," Kathy declared, basing that on nothing at all beyond bullshit.

She peeled off her shirt, reaching behind to to reach for her bra, too. Well, not hers. This plain cotton one had come from the Mount's stores, like everything else she was wearing. Didn't quite fit, wasn't her style, didn't even smell right, coming out of storage and washed with whatever detergent they had one hand.

Just one more thing that was subtly off and wrong.