"Thank the darkness?" That sounded ominous, but really what other choice did he have? She hadn't murdered him horribly yet, so at least there was that going for her. And she seemed just as terrified as he was. As much as he wanted to ask questions about catching winds and finding courts, there were other, more pressing issues he needed to take care of.

Like finding out where he was. And where his friends were.

He pulled the phone back out of his pocket and looked at it for a moment before he held it out to show her.

They gave me this but I don't know why. I couldn't understand them.