"Hah! Do you even need to ask? 'Course I'm with ya, Simon!" A wide grin on his own face to mirror Simon's, Kittan took his leader's hand eagerly. There were no doubts in his mind anymore, illusion, trick; no, not only was this real, but he had Simon with him, and they were gonna get the hell out of here. ... And then after that he'd be able to think about what the hell Simon had been talking about about him dying.