"It's not like I wanted to inherit an argument with any of you," Lea said, mentally blaming Vexen for the problems almost more than Saix. It was easier. He had to spend time with Saix, he didn't have to ever see Vexen again and he didn't like him anyway.

Vaguely, he wondered what had become of him and where he'd gone, but he didn't dwell on it. The situation at hand was more of an immediate concern.

"But obviously I was going to fight back," he pointed out.