Not here. Not with the uncertainty in the air and the terrible knowledge he just bestowed upon her. If Lucanis was going to do this, he'd have to do it right and not in the middle of a museum heist.

"Yes. Maker - for a moment I thought coffee did not exist here." And nearly died. "But yes. I've decided to stay in a tavern in the dryad lands — I cannot imagine you want to venture down under the sea with me." Even he didn't, apparently. Reminded him of the ossuary. No thanks.

He leaned over her shoulder to examine the statue. "Noted. I will let you do the honors of breaking the glass."