“You seem to know a lot about fate,” Altan says. “Or think you do, at least.” He raises his hands briefly as if to say, ‘now, I’m not saying you’re wrong.’ “Perhaps if I weren’t there, you and Beleth would never have even got to that place and time.” For better or worse. “Surely, we put our heads together, if we ever get out of here, we can tug the threads of fate in the directions we want, instead of just taking what we’re given.”