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I remember that your helpers, using your arms, ended up laying siege to my home, ruining my family and causing untold strife for me and mine. So, frankly...I'm wrapping up loose ends.

Iden didn't remember those words. In truth, he likely wouldn't have remembered, even if he hadn't had his memories removed. Thus, he was at the moment more or less indifferent.

So, right now, I'm finding out where those arms came from, where your Wyrmling support base is, and maybe after that we'll see if I'm feeling merciful.

A shrug came, followed by an afterthought.

Or you could start swearing, raging, and in general being an annoyance, and I could just end you here and now. Your call, mate.

Didn't think so.

And with that, Iden pulled from his holster his .45, and blew Matthieu's head away. No mercy, no reason except that he was just that damn irritated.

Dump the body for the sun. We're done here.

The drive was fairly quiet, up until Will spoke up. Iden did not take his eyes off the road as he considered the answer.

We're visiting a piece of clan history, mate. We're visiting a shrine; it'll make more sense if I explain on site.

Honestly, kid, it depends. Likely a few days; we're going to look at an old shrine. If it's still as sanctified and untouched as it should be, we'll about face and leave the next day, most likely.

Another bend, another pass onto the highway; it would be a few minutes yet before reaching the airport, and it seemed Will had more than a few questions. Iden couldn't take his eyes off the road for more than a glance at the hybrid, so he couldn't catch Will's reaction.

I s'pose you'll be happy to have your ammunition then, won't you kiddo?

The drive persisted mostly in silence from that point onward. Iden had very little to say on the matter; Will's question would go unanswered for all of the remaining handful of minutes between them and the airport.

When they got out of the car, Iden passed Will a boarding pass.

Public transport, kindred owned; it's how we can pretty much be sure I won't burn alive when we get going. If nothing else, this is the one part where things are most likely to go wrong, but it's also the plan least likely to turn into a ********. Just make sure you use the ID in the packet.

And with that, Iden led the way to security, and all the joyous things that came with.

They'll be at the hotel. We're making a brief stop there, then we go check the shrine.

Iden, as ever, had chosen to drive the rental. Wheeling about to take the shortest route to get them to the hotel, he was very quick to reach the reserved room, grab the duffel, and haul it back to the car. He would arm up en route to the shrine, though his armaments consisted solely of his gauntlets and a single .45 handgun.

Suitably geared and ready, it was time to pay an old "friend" a visit.

Iden nodded with brief approval as Will pocketed a single weapon and nothing else. Knowing full well anything more would be useless and outright excessive, he turned to the door, quite satisfied with arrangements.

Shrine. We're making straight for there, no sense in wasting time while we've got it.

And with that, Iden led the way back to the car. There was little conversation on the way; any attempts all led back to the same solemn silence. Clearly not in a talking mood, Iden was heading back to a place he couldn't particularly claim to want to be at.

Debarking from the car had them stood perhaps a block away from the site. Iden checked his weapon, ensured that it was hidden away in his duster, then nodded for Will to follow.

The brief hike was performed in near silence, taking them to a more stealthy route towards the shrine. Using hand signals and a brief whispered word of caution, Iden made sure Will was aware that they were trespassing, and being caught would result in bad things. They would need to be discreet up until they were at the shrine itself, which would involve a little digging, since last he had visited Iden had seen the entrance sealed.