"Well, Raizen…"
His voice was quiet. The same voice he used for everything - lectures, orders, comments that sometimes sounded like threats. But there was something underneath it now. Something Raizen couldn't name.
"I have to admit."
A pause. The grey light caught the edge of Eiden's face.
"You almost had me there."
Raizen didn't move. Didn't speak. His brain was running too fast and too slow at the same time - cycling through everything that had happened, everything he'd done, trying to figure out exactly how much Eiden knew and how much was a bluff.
Eiden turned back to the railing. Looked out over the city.
"The food" he said. "That was clever. And surprisingly tasty."
Raizen said nothing. Instead, he gave a doubting look.
