Yes, a good secret. Very good. You want to stay. You want to save him. You must. You must. I frowned, watching the quicksilver closely as it vibrated next to the ring in the bowl of the crucible. Save him? I thought. Hayden? Yes, I want to bring him here. Not the brother. The Kingggfisshhherrrr, the quicksilver buzzed. Save him. Save the gates. Save Yvelia. “I just love it when you disappear into tense conversations with creepy portal metal,” Carrion quipped, hoisting himself up to sit on the bench. “It’s fascinating watching you do all of those facial gymnastics.”
