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?