"If you ask me, it's worth quite a bit." Palamedes is still again, his hands in his pockets and his eyes serious. "Thanks to you, Gideon Nav remains her indefatigable self, even if it did take a few false starts to get her to that point. And we're all better for it."

He cocks his head to the side, wondering briefly how much more of his thought process he should share. Eager as he is to discover what she thinks of the alternative form of Lyctorhood he has begun to theorize, he remains aware of the Harrow's unsettled state. After a moment, though, he decides to plunge ahead. "Have you yet considered what this partitioning of souls might mean for the Lyctoral process?"