There is no part of Kaz that is happy about all of this. Not about being kidnapped. Not about this supposed time discrepancy wherein Jesper and Inej have been here months and yet he had seen them at most two days ago. There's so much about it all that doesn't sit right about it all, especially coming back to why they have been summoning them there.
Yet there is something to be said about a new place with things they've never experienced or heard of before. There's something about a place wherein he might learn what they consider magic and to experience things he hasn't ever had a chance for. Not that he was bored with the Barrel and his life, but that there is something to be said about the excitement of new things. Was it not part of what delighted him about the things they did? A chance to challenge himself and prove what he is capable of? This place seems ready to do that again for him. In spades.
"Seems it may come to that," he says, his voice already naturally low but careful to keep his words from carrying nonetheless. "Nothing good comes from a push to join an Army for a country you don't know and who just drew you from your own world for their battle," he points out, already suspecting that will end up turning ugly, one way or another.
Maybe it's focusing on that which lets Jesper's words catch him off guard so badly. There's almost a look of regret that Wylan isn't there, for their sake as much as for Jesper's alone. He can't stop though the look he gives when he mentions Matthias. A few months difference is one thing. Dead is something else entirely.
"How? Is she certain and it wasn't a game they were playing?" Yet he knows, even as he asks, that it's a stupid question. It's Inej. If there had been doubt, she would have said as much. "They bring us here to fight a war and they can bring the dead back to life somehow?"
There's many things in their world that others could call mystical. Time travel was not among them and his mind could do some fantastic gymnastics but that is not in the loop at this moment.
"So the enemy calls people as well, those who would align with us given a chance. Or be used as bait or blackmail by them," he notes. It would make sense. How do you stop a summoned force who owe no allegiance to anyone really? Find leverage over them. "Everything has a crack someone might get through. We'll figure one out."
Almost off handed but he can tell Jesper would want to consider that and he shall once he knows more about his new home.
A home that contains the past as well.
"You'll teach me this as well. How this Horizon works and how we can use it. Do they have bearing on the world here?"
He sits back. Inej had spoken of this. Now Jesper as well. He folds his bare hands carefully in his lap, just beneath the table where the pale skin is hidden. "If I didn't know better, I might think you both ashamed of the man I've been." Which he doesn't believe, even if he wonders what might happen if that is all the man he is. He became Kaz Brekker when he lost Jordie and maybe they truly were just one and the same, anyone else he might be dead and gone along with the Reitveld name and his brother.
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Yet there is something to be said about a new place with things they've never experienced or heard of before. There's something about a place wherein he might learn what they consider magic and to experience things he hasn't ever had a chance for. Not that he was bored with the Barrel and his life, but that there is something to be said about the excitement of new things. Was it not part of what delighted him about the things they did? A chance to challenge himself and prove what he is capable of? This place seems ready to do that again for him. In spades.
"Seems it may come to that," he says, his voice already naturally low but careful to keep his words from carrying nonetheless. "Nothing good comes from a push to join an Army for a country you don't know and who just drew you from your own world for their battle," he points out, already suspecting that will end up turning ugly, one way or another.
Maybe it's focusing on that which lets Jesper's words catch him off guard so badly. There's almost a look of regret that Wylan isn't there, for their sake as much as for Jesper's alone. He can't stop though the look he gives when he mentions Matthias. A few months difference is one thing. Dead is something else entirely.
"How? Is she certain and it wasn't a game they were playing?" Yet he knows, even as he asks, that it's a stupid question. It's Inej. If there had been doubt, she would have said as much. "They bring us here to fight a war and they can bring the dead back to life somehow?"
There's many things in their world that others could call mystical. Time travel was not among them and his mind could do some fantastic gymnastics but that is not in the loop at this moment.
"So the enemy calls people as well, those who would align with us given a chance. Or be used as bait or blackmail by them," he notes. It would make sense. How do you stop a summoned force who owe no allegiance to anyone really? Find leverage over them. "Everything has a crack someone might get through. We'll figure one out."
Almost off handed but he can tell Jesper would want to consider that and he shall once he knows more about his new home.
A home that contains the past as well.
"You'll teach me this as well. How this Horizon works and how we can use it. Do they have bearing on the world here?"
He sits back. Inej had spoken of this. Now Jesper as well. He folds his bare hands carefully in his lap, just beneath the table where the pale skin is hidden. "If I didn't know better, I might think you both ashamed of the man I've been." Which he doesn't believe, even if he wonders what might happen if that is all the man he is. He became Kaz Brekker when he lost Jordie and maybe they truly were just one and the same, anyone else he might be dead and gone along with the Reitveld name and his brother.