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Svirfette gave her own sign of frustration, though she waited for the nonsense to end first. Maybe she wasn't saying it right. She tossed a shrug towards Roland asking for help on this one. She could work through the crazy in time. Did they have much to spare, though?
"So it was just the two of you watching us? No one else? That part was a lie?"
That was hard to believe. Dillworthy alone had spies everywhere. If not for D'Artegenon's insistence on absolute secrecy, the old Hare would have had her on constant surveillance for her first mission. Who was that for if nobody else was even trying to watch them?
"And whatever it is you're supposed to witness, you haven't seen it from any of us..." She paused in her words. No group of ancient wizards gazing into crystal balls in smoke-filled rooms? Or cackling old hags inhaling whatever bubbled out of those cauldrons? Not even so much as a trained squirrel following them? It was inconceivable.
"Just the two of you. And whatever it was you're supposed to witness, it's not the people you brought together. But it's the people he brought together, right? The people at this campsite. All of the people at this campsite. And I hate to remind you, but you're a person at this campsite."
She considered her next words carefully. Svirfette had been watching the pair for some time now, trying to learn why they were all here. She'd managed to guess well on a few things and Wyck had just confirmed some others. The important thing happened, however. The boy was finally talking to them rather than around them.
"You know, sometimes when you can't find the missing piece to the puzzle it's because you're sitting on it. How do you know for certain that whatever's meant to be witnessed this time around isn't going to be you?"