"Offend. Yes, I did do that." Jon exhales a soft, bitter laugh, and props his elbows in the bars, leaning there with his hands dangling outside the cell. The burned one continues to blink at Roland.

"I was a guest, upstairs, and the party line at the time was that we'd been chosen because Thorne had heard of our heroism and brought us to help fight some nebulous evil. Which, naturally, made me suspicious. So I cornered Ambrose and asked him a few questions. I didn't physically assault, or threaten him in any way," he says plainly, holding up a finger. "But if I ask a question, it's... intrusive. I compelled him to answer me, with a power based in fear. I was aware there would be consequences."