Swiftcurrent Creek Now their bodies are dancing always

For a few seconds there, Kel almost believed him. He kept his expression mild but solemn through it all, listening intently, assessing Lestan in the quiet of his own mind. What forces? Kel decided to ask, as if curious, nothing more. There was nothing doubtful in his tone or his eyes, and he found this masking an easier task than it had been with Reverie.
Lestan's particular brand of illness was just easier to deal with, for Kel. He could handle delusions. Even knew a bit more about medicating for that than whatever else Reverie was afflicted with. Kel just hoped he would be receptive; he didn't think Lestan would be as easy to subdue.