"You pray and we'll act on ensuring that any curse they try and throw at us doesn't stick," he allows, not wanting to ruin this time with statements about where he thinks prayer can get them... and where it can't.

"It's all for their war, isn't it? Us included?" There's a bitterness there, something he won't let go of no matter the life they're all starting for themselves.

"Though I would say then it's not military testing. If there was any hint of that, I think the others would be too angry not to act on it."

Could someone from Cadens hide that from those with magic? He's not sure.

He lets the horse pick its way, leading them into the darkness. He keeps an eye ahead, but his attention is on Inej as he sways with the carriage's movements.

"What would you think if there were suddenly twinkling lights back in Ketterdam?"