Saetan's lips thinned as he contemplated the barriers, as he saw them, keeping himself and Daemon from getting back home. "As you said before, Daemon, time is odd here. I don't think haste would serve us or our loved ones."

Still his heart could ache at the longing he could sense coming from Daemon. "We'll get there somehow." He tried to sound reassuring, even though he could know this with no more confidene than Daemon could. "What we need now are allies and information."