Having a sub-leader meant that he was able to hear opinions beyond his own. He was not remarkably social by nature, and while capable and well-versed in the way of politics, Ezekiel often came off as peculiar or even cagey when dealing with others. His behavior was a subset of paranoia brought on by the ghost that yet followed him, and whether real or imagined, he could not shake the terror of such a dream. Alaine had scarred him wholly, and he would not be able to rest while her hatred still brewed. If only he could find where Talitha had taken Caillen, he might have ended this suffering…
For this reason, among others, he only smiled at the mention of allies. It was not presumptuous for her to speak of such matters, though he would not allow her to promise things without his authorization. While he worried for Vesper, torn yet between two worlds and her wolfish blood, he did not gather the same hesitation from her as he did from Sage. “We will see,” he said absent-mindedly, pausing to drink his own tea. “Any alliance would be a wary one. Even our friendship with Salsola isn’t without hesitation, though I have no desire to make an enemy of Sirius.”
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