"You did," Geddoe agreed plainly. "But more than that, it caused this entire city and possibly this world problems. That demon was responsible for it all."

Thinking of Illidan brought the scowl back to his face. He was the one most to blame, but Geddoe was not the kind of man to let Zelgadis off the hook so easily. After all, he had choices, and making the wrong ones could not be brushed away with a pat on the head. Being forced to kill a comrade was rather small compared to nearly bringing about the end of the world. He peered at Zelgadis, and it was most certainly not the traditional look of disappointment. He was angry at the outcome, or would be if he didn't hear the right answers. "Do you recall anything at all of what happened when you went to him?"