“Go on,” said Rhy. “The ship is waiting.” Kell took a single step back, hovering in the doorway.
“But do us a favor, Kell.”
“What’s that?” asked his brother.
“Don’t get yourself killed.”
“I’ll do my best,” said Kell, and then he was going.
“And come back,” added Rhy.
Kell paused. “Don’t worry,” he said. “I will. Once I’ve seen it.”
“Seen what?” asked Rhy.
Kell smiled. “Everything.”