She was the first to look away, turning her attention to Victor. “Well, Victor?”
He looked over at Othala, then stared up at Tattletale. He managed to look confident despite being bound and lying in the floodwater. After a long moment, he said, “I’m undecided.”
…well, sounds like progress, at least.
“That’s a step forward,” she said.
“Maybe you could provide me some incentive?”
He needs to win on some level if he’s going to make a concession, I thought.
Tying in with the whole “if someone else comes out ahead” thing from earlier. Nice.
Regent shrugged. “I could keep you for seventy-two hours, if you don’t cooperate, or thirty-six if you do.”
I… suppose that’s an incentive.
Victor turned to look at Regent. “That’ll do.”
Good enough, apparently.