Replicus' feeling of something being terribly wrong somehow intensified when he heard the contents of the conversation between Eaniss and the Ardent Curses.
He assumed Eaniss felt the same way, but of course, she didn't show it. She wouldn't.
Other Factions had harsher reactions to what they had just heard, but the hiss of their whispers could not affect the ongoing conversation between the Head Faction leader and a potential enemy.
"I see," Eaniss said, her face unreadable. "I don't much care for your histories or their contents. Trust me, I've killed relatives too over trivial squabbles. But, I do have a qualm."
"Do tell," said Thrill who had just expressed a subtle quiver at Dander boldly telling the other party the reason their race was nearly extinct.
He stroked his wand again.