Then stopped. "You're the Four," she said. It wasn't a question. It had the specific quality of a confirmation — someone who'd arrived at a conclusion through evidence and was now watching the evidence confirm it. "We are," Caelan said, which was the answer they'd agreed on in the unlikely event that she arrived already knowing what she was looking for. She looked at all of them again, slower this time. Taking the full measure of something she'd been building toward in theory for two years and was now encountering in fact. Soren watched her do it — the intelligence behind the assessment, the controlled quality of someone who'd been managing fear and determination in approximately equal measure for three days and was now in the presence of something that confirmed the fear had been worth su
