But Kostos isn't fully surprised to see it, and he doesn't need to come any closer to know what it is. Now that he knows what he's listening for, in the silence between sentences he can hear it—a shadow of lyrium's song, the kind of dark that could disguise a chasm.
He folds his arms behind his back. ]
Do I want to know where? [ He doesn't. And more importantly: ] Was it in the phial, or did you move it there?
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But Kostos isn't fully surprised to see it, and he doesn't need to come any closer to know what it is. Now that he knows what he's listening for, in the silence between sentences he can hear it—a shadow of lyrium's song, the kind of dark that could disguise a chasm.
He folds his arms behind his back. ]
Do I want to know where? [ He doesn't. And more importantly: ] Was it in the phial, or did you move it there?