The moment Caelion explained that helping them would not be easy and they needed to do something for him, the four Dragonborn exchanged knowing glances.
Almost instantly, their telepathic connection linked their thoughts together.
"He's going to send us on an errand first, isn't he?" Eccar said, wearing a bitter smile.
"I hate this," Aesa replied coldly. "Let's just break out of this cell and find what we need ourselves."
Erend smiled helplessly.
"Don't be hasty," he told her. "You don't actually mean that."
Aesa clicked her tongue inside the shared mental space but offered no argument. Erend knew her well enough to recognize that she was simply irritated. If she had truly intended to force their way out, she would have done it the moment the prison door had closed.
"Besides," Erend continued, "he's trying to cooperate with us. That's already more than we expected when we first arrived."
