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Of all the manners of Blades that Minoth might have expected to meet when he heard that Amalthus had survived climbing the great tree, an entity so accordingly cryptic and neutral-toned was somehow not one.

"Our Driver...he causes you considerable distress, does he not?"

"Distress? Come on - what was your name, Alvis? I can't stand the guy. He's the worst person I've ever met."

"Understood. I shall speak with him tomorrow."

Alvis asked strange questions and gave even stranger answers. All Minoth could think to ask was:

"What, you hate him too?"

"I am...indifferent."

That...didn't bode well.