"Look, anyway, you need to get back to the Orderhouse." "What?" Wil blinks at his cousin. "You can't go home. Not yet. Give it a few days and see how it all settles out. I don't think you'll be arrested again. I don't think they'll make a fuss. But best not to risk it." He grins. "Brother Aldus is expecting you." "Wait, aren't you coming?" "No way!" "But your arm -" "It'll be fine!" Cyrward waves his good arm by way of dubious proof. "We've got lots of plans to make. I won't fight until it's healed." He gestures to the crowd of rebels still milling around the defeated troops. "Solly and Hanno will go with you. Give Aldus my thanks. And the Seer too, if he shows up. His idea worked brilliantly."