"Do you ever play chess and think that the pawns should ally, maybe talk around the rooks, and start killing those fuckers at the back of the board?"

He laughs. "I imagine it would be very entertaining to play chess with you."

"The kings would never see it coming."

"Nor would your opponent."

Cayden's going to check in on Liam.

Liam is physically fine, thanks for answering! He is very capable of walking back to the Grove and punching Aradin in the face.

"If you want help punching your boss, I'm all in."

"Is Aradin doing anything especially punchable?"

"This was all his idea. --I mean, unless you count the guy offering the reward, I guess. And then he ran and left me to die!"

"Not cool."

"I mean, I can't fault him that much for not dying with me, but still."

"It's worth a punch to the face."

"You,  Zevlor... he really drives a lot of people to punching him."

"Is Zevlor also punching Aradin?"

"Unless Aradin decided to punch himself when we were in the Grove? Which I don't know, maybe he did."

Cayden is getting the feeling he's supposed to remember who Aradin is but he super does not. 

"He's the one who led the goblins to the gates and,  uh," --glance in the direction of Halsin-- "lost track of the druid."

"Yeah, okay, punchable."

"A consensus! It's a real win for democracy."

"We could replace democracy with putting me in charge."

"I'm not sure things would change that much if you were, honestly."

"He wouldn't have both of his eyes?"

"... that is true."

"What?"

"I was only going to trade away my eyes if Master Halsin couldn't fix it!"