Depth Charge stared across the chessboard. Then, exhaling deeply, like a tanker sinking below the horizon, he sank back in his chair with one hand over his eyes. We've got a problem. Abandon ship.

He'd tried- Primus he'd tried!- to get X and the kid in front of him to correspond. Probably sent his logic circuits into overload in the process. But he'd seen the young human's face, heard his voice. There was no way he could go on thinking they were the same person.

It was utterly crushing.

Slowly, he slid the hand down from his eyes and over his chin, sitting upright again. "Yeah. Yeah, I'll answer them." he answered simply. "It's Kvothe, right? And you wanted to know who X is?"