"Not entirely, no," he agreed. "Something else, but not entirely." His words twisted like a Dhani whore on silk sheets, not lying, but obfuscating the truth like it was a game of cat and mouse. He was sure the Zith would not like being a mouse to his cat, but he certainly wasn't going to play mouse to anyone. "Close to Xy," he mused, "which is to say close to some secret place on the Cyphrus prairie. Far from home, aren't you? What do you seek in Alvadas?" It was an honest question, even if he was attempting to tease information out of the monster of a man. The city of illusion seemed to subtle, to sophisticated a place for a creature that was more beast than civilized sentient. All the same, he was sure that Zith could be fun in the proper setting. |