"Then stay here for a moment," Braxiatel said. "And don't touch any of the warriors. They're sharp." Careful to mask his unwillingness to leave Narvin alone with anything dangerous, Braxiatel returned to his study in the Collection. He resisted the urge to linger there, there in his home, the place he most wanted to be right now. It was a quiet relief that Romana could care for Narvin as well.

Quick and efficient, Braxiatel picked up his old ivory sazu set, forbidding himself to hesitate. He reappeared on the Plane, and with cold and concerned eyes, he checked up on Narvin's state. Somehow, Peter was so much less worrying.