Death's End IC II

[Togo]

Myr's jaw drops.

My goodness! He exclaims. Never without some kind of steel in hand? It's like you...

His hand drops to his side with a metallic clan, and his astonishment with it. He carries on in a mild tone.

...saw me once on a street corner and wanted to make something up. Seriously? That's your big insight? That I carry a sword?

He's about to say more, but Callia's announcement stops him cold. For a long moment he just stares at her, while Elara's reply washes over him.

Slowly, he shakes his head.

I can't stop you making poor choices. He says at last. But I can be here for the others should you turn on them, and for you, if you change your mind.

He turns back to Malthus and Maniakh.

Mathlus, you're clearly in charge here. Why me? And... his voice takes on a slightly peevish tone ...why does only Callia get offered a deal?