Narration(Kore): Xander has a destiny. There’s a reason he’s a telepath. He’s a servant of the forces of this thaumaturge.
Narration(Kore): He’ll spend his life in this vague shadowy well between worlds. Guarding a gate.
Narration(Kore): And I’ll spend my eternity here too, in the cold shadows at the bottom of the icy pit.
Narration(Kore): Looking up at the impossibly faraway edge.
Narration(Kore): And I’d see his gray eyes gleaming back at me through the half gloom.
Narration(Kore): and we couldn’t live like that. But we’d have too.
Kore: It would be better if Ves forgot all about me.
Marozi: Yes. It’s a dangerous cruel game to play with a man’s heart. Or an Angle’s
Marozi: Almost as desperate as what your grandfather did for you.
Kore: He’s here?
Marozi: Good heavens no.
Kore: Rafe…I will do everything I can to protect Ves Xander as for the rest, I have only my faith, and my desperate hope that you’re wrong.
Marozi: You have my faith too.
Marozi: But for today, you’re only human. You’re going to wreck Xander for me. Make him want to forget you.
Kore: How about I wreck him and stop the riot?
Marozi: Deal. Show me what you’ve got.