Kell listens a moment more, straining with all of his will towards his brother, but nothing comes. "My brother," he says, opening his eyes, glad he's seated as a wave of dizziness crushes over him. Red London or Darrow, the world has no shape without Rhy, and for the first time since he arrived here Kell is truly afraid.

"In all ways but blood," he says, pressing his fingers to the seal as if it revive it. "My life is bound to his own. I can't feel him."