Way merely looked at him, with his stoic expression. "You been drinking skooma again?" asked Way, shaking his head. "You say, a very strange idea. Best is not to assume. Assume, and you might get caught off-guard yourself."

Way had his doubts, but he wasn't quite convinced himself - that the Blades had kidnapped the Dragonborn. For Thalmor' sake, he had done most of what they asked of him and even more. Upto angering the Greybeards themselves - which wasn't a smart thing to do by Nords standards. And if somebody, living in his equal of a frozen tundra, said it was bad - then it was bad.

They soon reached Dragon' Bridge, seeing the bodies as well. "I'll bodies. You search for marks."