Indeed, Ashara and her... guard were people he did not expect to see again after all that had transpired. He supposed he should harbor some sort of ill will against them, but mostly he was just wary. Wary that they would try something while inside here, wary of any attempts to destabilize the Inquisition more than it already was. They had enough eyes on them anyway; he trusted that Cyril and the others would know what to do if the necessity came up.

"Few have escaped, if ever." And there hadn't been an escape in a while before all of this. "And most of them don't come back whole, if they even manage to make it here."

He knows what it's like to be one of their prisoners. And he's one of the lucky ones.