“I’ve been to that graveyard. It’s all tents and concrete.”
“Yes, but it’s the first place people will assume necromancers will go, and people like to shoot first and ask questions later,” said the Angel, “or worst case, maybe a necromancer will be there. I know we think they’d have the blue madness, but what we know is that we don’t know anything, okay? I want you lot to make that your motto. What we know is that we don’t know anything.”
Nona quite liked this motto. It was an accurate summary of her entire life.”