"You're very likely right. But it's irrelevant, isn't it?" I stop moving for a moment. I shouldn't be pacing. "All the more reason to make him forget about being so foolish as to think he can save me. That might be playing directly into Messiah's... well, not hands, but you understand the metaphor."

I sigh and look back at him. "He is coming, yes? You don't suppose he might have been... caught sneaking out."