Blackfeather Woods Why so serious?

Keelut's fear buzzed, morphing into laughter, nervous as his brother asked further about Keelut's dealings. His eyes almost twitched, but Keelut's smile was ever present, always communicating something completely different. This time there was an unusual air of discomfort about it, for unlike any other time Keelut felt judged in that moment, and Atshen had the tools to do him grave harm.

"Enhance it..." those were the words he carefully picked as a straight forward answer. They revealed nothing of what the witch boy planned on doing with them, but merely reproduced what he'd learned from Potema. If his statement was correct, though, was still to be proved.