"Hadrian gestured toward the sentinel. "So, what's going on between you and Thranic, anyway? He appears to really hate you--even more than most people." Royce did not look in his direction. He sat nonchalantly, pretending to ignore the world, as if they were the only two aboard. "Funny thing, that. I never met him, never heard of him until this voyage, and yet I know him rather well, and he knows me." "Thank you, Mr. Esrahaddon. Can you provide me with perhaps a more cryptic answer?" Royce smiled. "I see why he does it now. It's rather fun."