I tighten my hold around my legs, trying not to think about tomorrow, or what the rest of my time on Harrizel will bring. "So what does everyone think then?" I ask to distract myself. "I'm really sick or do they know?"
"The smart ones know and the higher ups. Clients and most Scouts... probably not."
"Do you think the Kings will try to retaliate?"
"At some point," he shrugs again, continuing to pace. "With all the new Arrivals, it's going to be war. And it's going to be here fast."
"Are the Rogues up for it?"
"We'll have to be."
"But you guys seem to know what you're doing - fighting at least," I play with one of the navy rags. "Plus, you said all Rogues are trained in combative basics. And Jace and Chief..."