Maybe I'm just pretending there's a call because I need to get out."
"I don't think so," I said. "I think if you wanted to go out, you'd just say so. I don't think Esja would mind."
"You've just met Esja," he said, giving me another sneaking glance. "Do you think she'd object to anything I did?"
"No," I admitted.
"So clearly she can't be the guideline for my behavior."
"Is there someone else you feel you answer to?" I asked. He gave a little irritated shake of his head. "We've gotten off track. You were meant to be asking me about last night. I went to the mead hall, as you know. I got there after the party was in full swing, Nefja even more so. I could see that Roarr was feeling particularly trapped. So I helped him out." He lifted his hands as if to say end of story, but there was n
