"Fine." Braig said, grumbling, "Dilan, don't kill them if they walk out of here with their hands locked behind their necks. Walk. A nice, slow walk." Then, after a moment, "Naked, so I know they don't have any weapons. Strip and go." The last to the initiates, although the hand Aya took wrapped around hers and gave a reassuring squeeze.

"...I don't promise not to kill them later if they turn out to have been participants." Dilan said, putting his ear against Maya's chest to listen to her heart beat. He hadn't stopped long enough to get anything other than the antihistamines. He also wasn't thinking about breasts until it was too late to do anything other than think soft.