It's amazing the difference only five years has made in Alistair's bearing, the wrinkles it's put into his brow, the confidence it's sucked from his posture. Teren finds it almost too difficult to witness, and has been avoiding him as much as he has been her. But now they have undeniably seen one another, and she's certainly not going to walk away after that little revelation.

"What?" she starts, alarmed by the cavalier nature of the announcement. "How?" She's had no opportunity to encounter either Nathaniel or Anders yet, and hadn't even realized they were here.