[ There's a moment of quiet as Adelis eyeballs Otegine with an unreadable look on his face, grip on the taller's hand neither loosening nor tightening. It never ceases to amaze him how concerned people around here tend to be, like they have all the care and worry in the world to extend to others rather than themselves.

Perhaps bewilderment is a better term. ]

That would be an accurate description. [ Because that's what it was, naturally- standing in that forest and staring at that smug bastard's face as he laid out his terms like he was doing them a favor. ] After all, all that when the situation was his fault in the first place. I wouldn't have been picking my way through a vermin-infested tower had he not sent us on a bloody suicide mission in the first place.

[ Another reason why he's so vehemently irritated at being forced to dance to another powerful entities tune. ]