The golem was quiet, as usual, but Sten actually looked a little bit happy to see us. I wondered if he was suffering from fear of abandonment too, not...that I would have asked him that. I didn't want to die, after all.We didn't know how long we would have to wait for them to come back, hopefully with Irving and Greagoir in tow; we set up camp, and Zev slipped off to do some hunting. We might be able to get supplies in the Tower or in Redcliffe, but extra meat would never be a bad thing, with now. "Talon? My breath left me in a rush, the impossibility of it rendering me incapable of thinking, though that was mostly due to the complex conversation and pain. I still couldn't smell anything besides Zaire's stench and I hadn't seen Talon's naked form from the back enough to identify him that way. But my enemy had no reason to lie and that gave me hope.He continued to prattle on about how delicious I was for a long while. It occurred to me as he talked that he should have gone to work for an. “Well spoken, my friend,” Simon acknowledged. “I’ll take your word back and throw it in the face of those who would lose us this war by their timidity and hatred of your success.”“You may tell her when she has fought at our side for this cause, then and only then will she be in a position to criticise us and my judgement,” Morgana replied.“I will indeed, my friend, I will indeed,” Simon chuckled as Rowenna helped Morgana to her feet.“You’ll be able to self-repair now, Morgana,” Rowenna. “Agent Delgado. This is Agent Francis. You’d be Charles Cantrell?” I nodded. “Which of you is Melinda?” Melinda raised her hand, meekly. “Does she need to be here?” Delgado pointed to Jackie.Melinda was quick. “Absolutely. We were there together, although she left before the incident. If she leaves, I do.”Francis, a thirtyish woman with short blonde bobbed hair nodded. “Understood. We’re going to record this, so if any of you have a problem with that, say so now. We’re doing it anyway, but I’ll.