Lets get to planning

Shaye’s teasing teetered off as he deflected again, not sure if he’d ever feel comfortable talking about where those feelings of guilt came from with his cousin. That seemed like one secret he should keep from her. She went on though, fully intending for them to talk business while they were still together. What rules or changes did Rhyme want to see in Abaven. Again he didn’t have to think too hard.

"If anything a higher model of respect." Imperium had been much more militaristic, and dare he say disciplined? His father had not quelled at the thought of fore-claiming or maiming those who stepped out of line. Though Rhyme wasn’t sure that he would be comfortable ruling with fear. There had to be a middle ground. "I’m not one for groveling though."