Nikhil glares back, then gives in, looking away. "Aunt Hian knows him from the ruins," he says. "He said they spoke two days ago. That was when she was at the ruins!" "And?" Ulin is unimpressed. "And so he might know something! About me!" Ulin looks deeply sceptical. "Nikhil -" "I need to know!" Nikhil clenches his fists in frustration. "All the rest of you know where you come from. It's only me who doesn't. What if this person knows?"