"I don't know if the gods or the Maker have anything to do with it," Krem said gently. Now, he smiled, as reassuring as he could manage when he worried for Gannicus like this. "I'm too damned stubborn to leave. You'll never be rid of me now."

Gently he turned his arm, flashing the inked knot for Gannicus. "And I'll never be rid of you, either."