"After all those things, I can't trust her." he told the man sitting in front of him.

"You're still her Cognate, remember?"

"The connection's weaker than ever." he complained, taking a tiny sip of tea.

He set the glass back on the desk, staying under his black hood.

"Do you need me to say some things to her? You know what I mean."

"No, there's no reason to. In fact, I'm here to tell you something." he nervously rubbed his hands together. "Another way to defeat the Neverseen, less bloodier." he pressed down his voice.

"Tell me"

"A third enemy."