Quintess had woken up a short while ago, his entire body, or rather, his Vessel, throbbing all over. The Strawlers scrambling to help him recover had startled him at first, but after he'd recalled everything that had happened, he relaxed – as much as he could have, of course, considering…
He'd remembered it all in reverse: the blow that knocked him out, Skullius' words, the trigger of rage he'd been flaring with, and of course…
"Would you rather I'd killed you? Were you that eager to run from your grief to the point of wishing for death? Are you still?"
"Fulgardt was going to kill her with or without the inspiration he got from stealing his way into this place. And, unfortunately, Rorsetta was the weakest link between us all. If anyone was going to die, it was her. You know that better than anyone else."
