As Evian's stomach churned at the remembrance of his former life, he heard Callum Lorient continue to speak,
"I must admit, I never would have pegged Astrid as one to pick a Proxy."
"Why not?" Evian asked while suppressing the irritation he was feeling at the face of his old boss appearing in his mind.
"Well, it's a delicate matter, 'Delegation'. While here, and especially now that you have flashed that symbol she entrusted you with, you represent her, and your actions, good and bad count towards her.
And seeing as she holds a special position in your Martial Temple, your actions naturally count greatly towards the delicate balance that our two paths have struck for millennia."
"I see," Evian mumbled. What Callum was saying was easy to understand and depending on how he decided to take it and whatever he planned to do while he was here, it could be a simple statement of fact or a warning.
