"You are too kind to me, but I already know what it is to have a blemished reputation." In fact, it's sort of what Artemy is used to. This whole, being loved thing... that is what he is less used to, "I do not know what is wrong with that raving lunatic. Pyotr. He was mild enough in the Town-on-Gorkhon, perhaps being high on twyrine kept his anger in check."

He sighs as the two continue along the road. There is more to be said. And Artemy trusts Erik.

"That's not it though, is it? More likely, it has to do with what he said about me being some sort of god killer. Not that I remember anything of the sort, but even mine and Dankovsky's memories are entirely different from each other's, and it seems Pyotr has seen even more of the Town's demise than I have..."

It's so much to take in.

The Haruspex feels a headache coming on.