"Yoga's good for balance, right? If you stay reeeally still. Bench pressing you can't be harder than erecting a wall."

Which is what he had been up to, lately. Had Yuri been doing anything before he got kicked out of Alaska? What jobs had he held down? What kind of trouble had he gotten into?

He'd thought he was dead, two years ago. He had no way to know where he was, and it was far more likely he'd been wiped flat thanks to fon Fabre, like so many other lives. Maybe he'd been too quick to assume... but hope had been so difficult then.