“She’s part of the prophecy too, did you know that? We have to protect her,” he says cryptically. “Then protect her.” “It’s what I’ve sworn to do.” “Well, from where I’m sitting, you’re not very good at it.” The silence stretches on for a bit. When he doesn’t stop staring at me, I look at him with a level gaze and ask, “What? What do you want from me, lost boy? Do you want my understanding? Do you want me to say it’s okay that you’re kidnapping me and trading me to the enemy?”
