[Calyra's POV]
"Are you certain you're simply going to let him leave just like that? Without pressing him about what he meant?" Silvena asked.
Calyra, still caught within her thoughts, gave a slight shake of her head.
Of course, she was curious, perhaps excessively so, more than she should have been. But beneath that inquisitiveness lay something stronger and far less yielding.
Distrust.
Why should she place faith in someone who had just told her to abandon the search for her master she had pursued for years?
The more she considered it, the less sense it made, since there was no proper explanation behind his knowledge.
"There is no need," she said evenly. "I do not think he is trustworthy. Sorry. You did say he possessed some manner of foresight, did you not? I did not mean to imply that I doubted your judgment, Silvena."
