"I wouldn't," he said, softly, but he knew that the Phantom had a point. Trusting was difficult. Gansey could give his word and then turn on it just as easily. There were many men that would.

"But... I do understand."

The plate was beautiful. Gansey traced his fingers along the edge, admiring the setup.

"What I don't understand is why you don't just kill me. Do you keep every man that stumbles down here as prisoner? It would be easier, for you. To be rid of me."