"You're asking me to put a lot of trust into a dangerous stranger," Trahearne pointed out, his jaw set stiffly. No, Devin's behavior towards him hadn't helped, but that wasn't nearly as much of a sticking point as the 'being undead' part. Even the most benign ghost was better off being freed from their imprisonment on the mortal plane.

Finally feeling a tug at the bottom of the legging-like coverings he wore, Trahearne looked down and saw the bibiru merrily munching away at his leaves. He briefly kneeled down to pick up the animal before rising back to his feet, holding Chain gently.

"If he's as careful as you claim he is, I'd rather see it for myself. All I have been told is that he's kinder than he acts, and I'm supposed to simply believe it, despite knowing what he's capable of?"