I wasn't the target.
The mine was.
The man sitting across from me had just casually dismantled almost every conclusion I had, and I sat there for a second doing absolutely nothing with that information except staring at the spot where his eyes should have been.
"I don't get it…" I said. "Why wouldn't you come after me after I killed Aralith?"
Mr. Hands chuckled softly, the sound polished and even through whatever was masking his voice.
"He was but a cog, young master Nico" he said. "A small, replaceable cog. We do not hold his death against you… except what you did with the Medallion of Faith you retrieved from his corpse."
"So you gave the pendant that pretty much identified him as an Entropy dude…" I said, narrowing my eye, "… to a guy that was small and replaceable."
