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Hector exchanged glances with his own reaper, wondering what Garovel might've been thinking. Now wasn't really the time to get into it, though. He took a seat at one of the large tables that filled the Moonlight Hall and rested his elbows on it while holding Grigozo out in front of him. Carlos took a chair to his left, holding Ericoros much the same.

"Any complaints about your treatment thus far?" said Hector.

'No,' said Grigozo. He sounded more tired than before.

"Would you like more time to rest?"

'Yes, but ask your questions, first.'

"Alright," said Hector.

The Sandlords had been interrogating him for a few hours, asking the more generally useful things, such as what Grigozo knew about Abolish's operations all over the continent. From what Hector understood, Grigozo's information had been fairly juicy, though still limited.

Which wasn't too surprising. No doubt, the Abolish heads were concerned about precisely this type of situation: one of their most influential officers or reapers getting captured and spilling their guts. It would've been quite weird--and perhaps suspicious--if Grigozo could tell them anything they wanted to know.

Regardless, Hector figured that he could leave those sorts of inquires to the others. Instead, he wanted to take a different approach. "What do you know of the Freeman Fellowship?"

'Ah. Them. An intriguing group. I was interested in joining them at one point, but alas... ah... it did not work out.'

"Why?"

'Banda was... shall we say, not quite the kind of person who qualifies for an invitation from them.'

Hmm. "It's invite only?"

'Yes. From what I've heard, they take their image and reputation extremely seriously. The last thing they want is one of their own members doing something that reflects poorly on the rest of them, especially when Abolish as a whole is already doing a perfectly good job of that for them.'

"You seem to think pretty highly of them," said Hector.

'I had high hopes for them, perhaps. Without being able to join them, however, I do not know if they truly live up to the ideal I've formulated in my mind. I suspect not, as is usually the case with hopes and ideals, but I've not yet seen or heard anything that proves otherwise.'

"Really?" said Hector. "You've never heard a single bad thing about the Fellowship?"

'I suppose it would depend on one's perspective, but no, I would not say that I have.' The reaper paused. 'Well. Then again, maybe there was one thing...'