"Oh, he pointed me in this direction," he says, shrugging.

"Loaded and cocked and pointed at his enemies. Fucking hypocrite. But I looked into Tam on my own. All kinds of fun stuff that he doesn't even bother to hide. Weapons, allies, shifting playmates. He stands to gain quite a bit. Own gain, own glory. Not fair to the rest."

"And I haven't forgotten," he adds, face strangely blank. "What it means."