All right, so the new guy could be reasoned with. That was promising. Richtofen set his elbow on his knee and rested his chin in the palm of his hand.

"This is the Tower of Animus," he said, "und you are filling the space where my old roommate used to be. He disappeared a short while ago." He drags a gloved fingertip down his own cheek, but otherwise, he looks and sounds impassive. "Tear."