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Tarrant glanced at him, then back out toward the shore.
"Yes," he said softly. "You will have to wait."

Damien stiffened. He knew the Hunter well enough to
become alert when his tone changed like that, and to listen
very carefully to his exact choice of words. Five
midmonths at sea had taught him a lot. "You're leaving
us?"

"That seems prudent," he whispered.

"Not to me."

"You need answers." His voice was quiet, but hunger
resonated in his tone. "I need . . . food."

He drew in a deep breath, slowly. Trying to sound
calmer than he felt. "You're going ashore to kill."

The Hunter said nothing.

"Tarrant-"

"I am what I am," he interrupted sharply. "You knew my
nature when you invited me to join you. You knew than I
would kill, and kill often. That I require killing in order to
sustain my own life. You knew that, and still you chose to
invite me. Don't play at hypocrisy now," he warned,
shaking his head. "It doesn't suit you."

Damien's hands clenched into fists at his sides. He tried
to force his voice to be steady. "When?"

"As soon as we're out of surveillance." He nodded
toward the distant cliffs. "They're watching us, you know.
They've been watching us since we first arrived. By now
there will have been messengers sent, defenses mobilizing .
. . they will assume us to be a vanguard of their enemy,
until proven otherwise." "All the more reason for us not to
separate." "I'm no good to you here," he said sharply. "If a
war fleet surrounded us tomorrow, I could do nothing to
save us. On land I can follow your progress, Know the
enemy, utilize the power of the earth-fae-"

"And feed." The silver eyes fixed on him. Diamondine,
piercing. "I am what I am," he repeated. "That issue is not
open to debate." He turned from the bow. "And now, if
you'll excuse me, there are things to be taken care of before
I leave. I need to prepare." He bowed, a minimal gesture,
and left Damien's side. A short walk took him past the