[ Her nostrils flare at the dismissiveness, and only years of schooling her face into neutrality keep her pride at bay. Yet Koltira saved her life once, when she was young and afraid. He claimed that man is dead now, but she does not forget. ]

It is not enough.

Once you took up your sword in vengeance for the Nalawi. Take it up now for us, and the people of Woodhust. If there is some antidote to be found, we must relieve him of his secrets, to start. That much justice at least is owed to the infected.

[ And so it is not for his life that they argue. ]

It is for their sake that I would stay your hand.