"Thousands...damn. Imagine if we could have that kind of help now. The vints would piss themselves." Korrin snickers, but her expression softens as she thinks it over.

"It must be hard to be separated from that, even when it's not about battle. I wish we knew why some rift magic works here and some doesn't; it's all so fucking convoluted. Though personal army or not, I'm still glad to have you here. You're a good guy, Iskandar." She leans in a little and bumps him, certain that he's one of the few people she doesn't need to be careful around.