He spends a moment making sure that he is properly complying. Muscle by muscle, relaxed and then detached from his control. No voluntary movements. He wonders what Maitimo wants. He decides not to worry about it. He wonders what Ambela said. Maybe someone else found out? Maybe there's some new magic -
- no point in guessing -
- he thinks about Maitimo, because Maitimo usually likes that. Maitimo is trembling. Maitimo is waiting - maybe for some cue from Findekáno, maybe for something else - he can't check now if they're alone, though he can't hear another set of breathing - and someone could always come in -