For a time is not a cure, [ he says without pause, because nothing comes as easily to him as cynicism. But in case that cynicism sounds too dismissive, it's accompanied by the sound of whatever book was distracting him until now being snapped shut. ] That is why the First Enchanters were called to the White Spire. They believed they had discovered a way.

[ And then they were imprisoned. Or murdered. Whatever the Tranquil elf discovered died with him. None of that is relevant now, perhaps, except as the root of Kostos' hesitance to trust anything not to end horribly. ]