All the disappointment. Zouichi had been looking forward to hearing all about whaaaaat is up with those Black Templars.

Oh, well. He removed his gloves, placing them neatly on the bank, then rearranged a few of the rocks at the bottom of the pond to give the baby fish a place to hide. Apparently, they'd need it with Emergency Rations around.

"Has the Farseer spoken with you about the Daligig?"