In that case:

“You have more to do here.”

No trace of the slit in the flank of his shirt remains. So, he is free to look back over at Ellis as he feeds the cloth back through his hands in search of a split in the cuff, nothing sly in the bones of his face. Working by the light of the fire and at his most reasonable, it’s easier to see how he might have passed as a priest.

“Riftwatch needs Wardens.”