His old student carries an aura of power, of menace, one that Eichel recognizes. It had been the same before.

The corners of his mouth tighten, but his smile doesn't fade. "Maybe I was unclear," he says. "Should I put it this way instead? You've never come to me of your own initiative."

What brings you here? But, he thinks, it's no coincidence that Heine had chosen tonight of all nights to come to him, especially when he knows Jade had gone to him earlier. What the two of them had discussed he doesn't know, but he's starting to wonder if he should have taken a firmer hand with Jade. It's a shame to stifle a mind like his, which is why he had stayed his hand, but he can still discipline him properly - later.

For the moment, he focuses on Heine. Legilimens, he recites in his mind, trying to catch Heine's eyes.