And if the lie is great enough…" His jaw clenched and his hands clenched into fists.
Arella was not a fool. She could tell what he meant even if he did not say it directly.
"Well, isn't that just lovely," she muttered. "So, let me get this straight. The moment we set foot inside, we might get caught in a divine interrogation, and if I say anything that doesn't fit with Kratel's actual memories, I'm doomed?"
Haniel hesitated. "Not quite. The chains do not always react immediately. They are patient. They wait for contradictions, for proof of deception. If we are careful, if you stick to what you do know, we might avoid their attention entirely."
"Great. So my life depends on my ability to improvise flawlessly. No pressure."
Haniel smirked faintly. "You were so confident earlier. What happened to all that reckless bravado?"
Arella rolled her eyes. "I like my bravado when it doesn't come with the risk of being killed._"
