"Perhaps I have been mistaken," said Reyson, thoughtfully. "And you are not part of Daein's war effort. Otherwise, you would have seen one of my brothers or sisters before."

Because enough had certainly died at their hands.

Well, so far so good. Perhaps Reyson ought to extend an olive branch. He raised a hand. "I've met one or two of your kin before, and they seemed to enjoy a scratch behind the head. Are you partial to the same?"