Chapter 92

Siofra just stood there for a moment, seething. Dallin wondered if Siofra realized just how much information he'd given up during this supposed interrogation. Realized he truly didn't care. He didn't know exactly what he'd be able to do with his new insight, considering his current circumstance and his apparently rather limited lifespan, but it was something. A victory. Somewhat.

'Please, Corliss, be out there and listening. And if anything happens to me, find him and help him.'

"When next I see him," Siofra said, low and thick, "I'll be sure to give him your regards."

"Do that," Dallin said with a bored sigh.