Good. [ it's a relief and it shows in heine's face. he can endure a lot when he's the one on the receiving end, but the idea of someone coming after nill sets his teeth on edge. as much as he tries to pretend not to care, to put up a wall that prevents anyone from coming too close, the truth of the matter is that he would probably die (again) before letting harm come to her.

he looks around, following nill's gesture, and then shakes his head in turn. ] I don't know either. [ in the two, three weeks heine has been here, he hasn't managed to turn up any significant information about the city. the government, the people, the way things work, even—none of it, not to mention whatever it is that's muffled heine's powers and taken away his guns. notthing. not even with badou's help, so much for being an info broker.

but thinking of badou makes heine turn back to nill and say, ] Badou's here, too. It's just us two. Three now. [ including nill. no bishop, no yohra, no granny liza. ] Let's go there and I'll tell you what we know.

[ and hope she doesn't look up in the meantime, because god knows the sky had freaked heine all the way the fuck out at first. ]