Gallus wasn't sure if he felt any better about face sculpting now that he knew a few more details. He at least had levity in the thought that a warrior didn't just ask a mountain lion for a better price for a simple scar, but the rest just seemed to make him squeamish. To change the shape of one's face could make one a stranger to everyone they knew.

Outwardly, Gallus just listened with interest. He was in the process of lifting his hands and politely refusing the offer of a sculpted face when his chin was grabbed. Gallus stopped and gave La'tanhe a peculiar look. It took a moment for him to decide what to say, but he stayed kind enough. "That's nice of you to say, La'tahne," he said, "You aren't too bad yourself."

Given La'tahne's reputation, Gallus didn't push his luck. They came across the dungeons in short order and headed straight for Dar'tzesa's cell. Gallus led La'tahne in so she could inspect Dar'tzesa before he would place the gag and the blindfold over her.

"Do you think it'll work?" Gallus asked La'tahne. He did not acknowledge Dar'tzesa at this stage.