Chapter 323

• "Okay."
• "Okay? David, I'm going to use you as a tool to get at Diogo so me and Daoka can rip out his throat. And he's probably the strongest devorjin in all of Death's Grip. If we fuck up at all, I die, Dao dies, and you die." She sounded like his sister, getting frustrated with him because he wasn't appreciating the emotional, or 'real' aspects of the problem, intellectualizing. "I don't care about you, okay? Dao might, I don't. I just need to make sure you're all-together in the head, because I've seen a lot of fresh meat like you break down when they finally accept this shit's real. I can't have that happening at the worst time."
• It was partly true. Right now, everything Jeskura said was words without weight. He kept sliding in and out of 'things are happening, take notes, analyze later' and 'oh shit I'm in Hell panic scream cry'.