"There's a reason for everything, but that doesn't mean I'll not take advantage of the opportunities given," Daemon answered, watching the landscape pass outside the window, marveling at how the large carraige lurched along the road. Craft carriages were much smoother, he decided.

"There's got to be a reason for much that they do, although we know little of it. Why do they let us roam at night, free? Why do they attempt the daytime facade at all? Nothing they do here makes much sense."