#Chapter 234 – Night Falls

“What…what does un-sorted mean?” I ask, looking first at Luca and then a little frantically around at the rest of the boys, all of whom are equally a bit dour. “It just means that they’re deciding where Luca fits,” Jesse says, giving a shrug. “He’s sugar coating it,” Luca corrects, and I turn my head back to him. “It means that they don’t yet see me as…fit for upper service. That I am, essentially, a high-powered grunt for now.” “Luca,” I say, again raising my hand to his cheek as I frown at him. “Who –“ “Those are his words,” Rafe interrupts, and I turn to look at him. “And he’s being way too hard on himself. Every Cadet that graduates from the Academy is elite – some are sorted into specializations, some are not. Luca, as-yet, was not. And he might later, or he might not, but it’s not a poor reflection on him.” “And now Rafe’s being too nice,” Luca murmurs, turning back to me and – I think – putting up one hell of a front to hide his disappointment. “It’s all my fault. I