"What." Mei-Xing squints, staring into Arha's eyes as if she can divine the truth by pure force of will. All she finds is pure honesty, which only convinces her that Arha is probably crazy.

Except her voice doesn't sound like the crazy people on the street, or the shadowrunners she speaks to regularly. It's a sane, measured voice. Arha's genuinely calm and collected. A mind probe could give her the answers, but with the mana like it is, it was too risky. So is this another trick? Her gut tells her no. She looks off to her left, almost expecting to hear a mocking comment from someone who...

...He isn't there. That thought chills Mei-Xing to the bone, that whereever she is, Dragonslayer hadn't followed. Her jaw clenches as she tries not to show any reaction to that revelation it feels like someone's punched her in the gut and she looks back at Arha, back into her eyes. "How do I know?"