[it doesn't take them long nor far to get away from the raucous harbor and into the quiet of the neighborhoods, scarce for people at this hour save a few carriages trotting by]

Aah... news, news, yes. [he sounds less than enthused, but goes on. He should tell Viren.]

In Dorchich- [he can't really pronounce that right now] -chiant. The Coven, there. Had a clinic, behind that locked door, same as the dream. Suspicious, that? Why do good work, like healing, in such secret? [he pokes a hand to Viren's chest]

It was bad work. [he punctuates that with two firm pokes] That's what. Just awful! Took my bonded back there, sayin' they'd treat him and they took his memory of it.