“Oh look, someone is trying to kill me. Just another day with the Inquisition.” That it had become something normal for her was probably a bad thing. But it was their life. It was the Inquisition. Battling to save the world. “Believe me, I can do without the cold, too, thank you very much. I’ve had enough of that to last multiple lifetimes.”

She laughs softly. “Then I am in your hands.”