"Saix," he corrected. He wasn't sure that Saix would appreciate a girl he didn't know referring to or calling him by his real name. "He's scoping out an exit route."

He glanced around at those gathered in the church, slightly concerned about how few they had managed to convince. Sceptical slum-folk ... it wasn't such of a surprise. They'd had people feeding them lies and helping them only at a price their whole lives.

"He'd better get a move on," he added in an undertone. "It's going to be tight."