Sholto let himself slide to the ground, and motioned for Yin to follow his example. He felt quite safe there, upon the mountain near the temple. Surely if anyone approached, it would be an easy matter to ask Yin to take them somewhere else. "What is this dark power? And how did you get it?" He shifted. A stick kept digging into his back, so he shoved it aside.

"And why would they bind you to this amulet? Didn't whoever knew you then trust you? What kind of person are you? The questions kept leaping from his lips. Sholto was almost certain Yin would have to answer. Wasn't answering questions included in his wants, the things the amulet allowed him to do, to ask for, from the strange man he'd awoken?