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Rain takes a seat after Lara. "Steven," the name feels odd to say to her, "hasn't told me much about himself. He spoke of a mentor that taught him Common and Celestial and some other language as well as how to be a prophet. He came from this continent to mine, crossing the ocean. And spent a good number of years locked away in a library of a castle. I know he draws prophecies from his book of fate. He speaks endlessly of cryptic nonsense. Oh and I don't think he is even from this realm. But he hasn't admitted that to me. I said before that I didn't even know his name was Steven until you said something. So I really don't know who he is at all... I think he likes us not knowing who is or is clueless about basic person-to-person interactions. Maybe some combination of the two. I really don't know if I should be angry at him or pity him at this point."

The conversation starts feeling uncomfortable to her, and she is more interested in the keepers than discussing this any further. "About the oath though. That seems reasonable. More than reasonable. And your goals seem just. Keeping those who are dangerous from harming the public. I am sorry that Arch released Narsh. I would like to help you get him back under your control if you would allow me to. I owe that to you. And having that type of ability would help in stopping Renji if it can stop Godslayers. I think I want to do this."