"Beyond my imagination isn't hard. I only use it for designing tactical plans," he countered. "And stating the obvious doesn't require even my paltry sense of vision."

Devin's gaze narrowed at her explanation, though more in thought than suspicion. He still wasn't looking at her. "If they've managed to escape your well-trained eye, they must be truly treacherous."

This he did mean with some seriousness, as a group of cultists present around the city was a real problem, and one Valdis had apparently taken on as a focus of hers. And she'd demonstrated knowledge of his soul, so she wasn't without the skills she claimed. Irritating her was simply his usual method of interaction. "Is there actually a possibility that they could succeed?"