For a moment, Izzy thought she would not receive an answer to her question, but then, at short length, she did.
	Izzy nodded both in answer and encouragement to go on when Riley paused and toyed with his cigarette. She inhaled when he finished, her eyes widening at the thought of the hunters doing the same to [i]her.[/i] She had expected them to try to kill her, yes, but [i]that?[/i]
	She resisted the urge to glance back at Cerasus, closing her eyes as she turned her head, then looked down the hall instead and wrapped her arms around her midsection.
	“How?” she asked quietly. “How do they take someone’s existence like that, instead of... of the [i]pieces[/i] disappearing? And what can they even [i]do[/i] with something like that? Why would they want to?”