"True. I'm entirely in agreement with you as to his good intentions, or lack thereof." Sburb had proved itself to have tentacles twisted throughout her life and her world before; ithis being part of the game still wouldn't surprise her, but assuming anything, rather than hunting down the truth herself, had proved fickle.

"I think I already violated your rule, though." She brought her hands to her chest, framing the heart on her sweater. "I'll endeavor not to die again. Next time I might not have as much luck."