"You think he'd take me?"
"I think he'd take your credit, provided you had enough of it, and I think he'd probably survive the trip, provided you're as capable as Reya seems to believe you are." Halden's expression turned more serious. "But I won't pretend that's a strong recommendation. Corven's flown into worse odds than most sensible people would accept, and he's not always come back from it clean. If you're set on this, I'd want you going in with your eyes fully open, not just chasing whatever hope's been driving you this far."
Rohan thought of Maerin's voice again, steady and unromantic, reminding him that hope had teeth.
He thought of Odris's warning about watching anyone too eager to help a man with no traceable past. He thought, most of all, of the pull sitting steady and undeniable in his chest, closer now than it had ever been in seven long months of carrying it.
"My eyes are open," he said. "I'd still like to meet him."
