"That's what I thought too. But," Flick sighed, trying to get all the thoughts rumbling around in his head out. There were too many and all jumbled around, and suddenly nothing made sense anymore. "Pell, there are rumors going around about you. Back home. They say you're Tigron, some kind of king or leader--I'm not sure. No one comes back from the dead, Pell. Cal was hysterical, he burned your body. But Seel says he saw you, Aru he was trying to take me to you. And Seel's not likely to make something like that up."

It was almost easier to just show him. Flick leaned in to share breath, and show Pell what had happened over the past few years. He tried to edit, there were things Flick didn't want to talk about, didn't want Pell to know. That Pell didn't need to know. Cal, Orien, Wraxilan.