[Dycedarg gives her a smile as she drinks. He takes a sip of his own, savoring the earthy flavor. It lacks the slightly bitter aftertaste of Shizel's glass...]

[Your own ally? There is no honor among thieves... He shrugs the thought away casually. Remorse is for the weak.]

Your research could prove invaluable. You are certain it will behave as we expect?

[If the Black Crystal did not respond the way they predicted, the spectacle they beheld would be quite different than the one they hope to see.]