Aye...aye, we must fly, and with all speed.

[Propriety is a thing for nobles and saints. Here in the deepest recesses of the Vault, surely Halone would not begrudge a pair of bastards carrying on so. Surely she would not withdraw her mercy and favor from one as good and true as Haurchefant.]

I know not where my father may be found. Twas long enough ago that I was sent down here...

[He shakes his head.]

Where was our friend headed?