As Niko places him on his feet, Salim takes another look into his eyes. They’re not quite blue, not quite clear either. Still soulful, still sincere, but the wisdom shining within is not human. “You’re not Niko, are you,” he says. “And this isn’t a dream.” “The Veil has shattered, and the gods can now walk the earth in person,” Niko replies, “but Vigilance remains too weak, so he asked for my help, and I agreed. Think of him as a passenger. He gives me directions, but I’m in control. He won’t make me do anything I don’t want to do.”
