If she pays attention, Lioriley may catch the flash of surprise on his face before his features are still once more.

She thinks his current condition is why he couldn’t send those people home? Well, of course. That would be the logical assumption. Who would immediately leap to the idea that he was the vessel for a fragment of an ancient dark god? Rezo himself hadn’t realized until the very moment Shabranigdu clawed himself free.

“You have my gratitude. And, I imagine, that of those two people.”