
Cass moves out of Niles' and Nelleon's way as the pair maneuvers the wooden chair down the stairs. Half hoping he's right and the chair triggers some reaction from what he suspects is a trapped section of flooring, and half dreading the impending crash of furniture against stone masonry, Cass presses his back to the wall of the stairway and waits, resisting the urge to frown at Silhouette and Armides.[/section]
The urge to preen at Armides's praise is strong but it leaves Cass troubled. "I -- . I'm -- . My sight isn't always reliable." Cass's emphasis on the word 'sight' leaves no doubt what he means. Cass inclines his head in thanks in a poor imitation of the head nod he's seen Nelleon do. And then bitter bile rises in his throat as he realizes he's accepted being treated by Armides as a retainer. Confusion and unhappiness etch themselves on Cass's brow. Deflecting his tension, Cass says, "Why don't we use the second chair and toss it at the door?"[/section]