Change of Pace
"I can't see anything," said Zuriel, playing with Letitia's hair using his fingers as he massages his eyes with his other hand.
"What do you mean?" I ask.
"There are scenes in your thoughts that show me nothing. It's like you're not thinking about anything."
"Maybe that's just how it is. . ."
"Maybe."
"Well, I could talk to you about our dealings."
"Like?"
"I owe her a hundred million gold."
"That's rough," he comments. He's sounding ungrateful. This jerk. . .
"Yeah, and it's because I asked her how to save Jiana. She offered me a solution and that is—"
"You did?" Jiana exclaims.
Her husband holds her back so she won't interrupt our conversation. "Go on," he says.
"The solution she gave me is bounty hunting."
"Oh, the classic way of living as an Outworlder."
"Classic way?"