[ He thinks that's fucked up, but doesn't say it aloud. He also thinks, twenty-seven years is a long time to be alone, and he kind of feels sorry for her. He doesn't say that aloud, either. ]

Well. Someone else must be after you, then. The Ravagers got a job to retrieve the relic -- so. Either someone wanted to keep you locked away in a more secure location, or someone else is interested in contracting you.

[ Peter flexes his palm again -- the pain has faded entirely by now, but even in the dim light he can see the strange mark. ]

If they kill me, what happens to you?