Who are no friends of the Tiste Edur. Even so, I think I’d rather not meet them. She turned to face the mid deck. ‘Skorgen! When we’re done here, we take to the sweeps. Back to the coast.’ His scarred brows rose. ‘Letheras?’ ‘Why not? We can sell off and load up on crew.’ The battered man grinned. Back to Letheras, aye. And fast.