Zakiyah sighed. "I may as well tell you now, to get it over with. My role in this world is to provide information. To anyone who asks. It's...kind of a compulsion that I can't resist. A geis. If I know the answer, I have to say it. Though I only have to answer what was literally asked. Venger gave me a week to find the answer he wanted. I'm- I'm not supposed to choose sides in anything. But I can't help it- I'm sick of what he's done in this world...so I'm telling you guys first."She pauses for a moment, wondering how many more years will be added to her pennance for that little bit of defiance, then says quietly, "So you guys might also want to be careful what you say around me, too...I want to help, but I don't want to give your plans away..."
She falls silent, looking embarassed, and absently adjusts the red sari she's wrapped in as they wander toward Terry's room.
"It might be less than a week, if he gets impatient," she says finally. "If he thinks you've got one of the pieces, he might attack sooner."
