Basil frowned at his slip. He supposed that he should have known better than to speak with Jace about such things; he wasn't his friend. 
	
	[i]This was never the "real" Basil's mission to begin with, though. What would Jace do if he knew that? Would he decide that none of this was worth it, would he decide to leave me altogether?[/i]
	
	He somehow couldn't help but feel as if he'd been reduced to the level of a Mr. Handy; he was just a convenient tool, rather than an actual ally, rather than an actual person.