Kyte: Who are you? Tiara: [grabs at Julian's shoulder] It can see us?! Kyte: [peering through the glass at the hazy, greenish cloud represending Tiara and Julian's position outside his cell] You're... another half-breed? No... Tiara: Ex-fucking scuse me? Julian: [grabs hold of her shoulder in turn as she strides forward, trying to pull her back] Tiara, we should get out of here. Don't talk to it. Kyte: Ah, and a little human. Does Wychwood know they have rats in their walls?