Candall becomes still, and stares coldly at Siasa. “Lassie, look at these old human eyes. Do you think, in all my years, I wouldn’t recognize tyranny? Yer preaching to the choir. Me own friend died in front of me, torn apart by wolves. I’m not ignorant to terror. The world is all too wicked, all too torn apart for me to not understand. I know all too well the evil of Versing.”