One corner of Alistair's mouth twitches, a brief blink-and-you'll-miss-it motion.

He's trying to remember that other time he got stuck in the Fade, so many years back. Did he touch Goldanna? He remembers the smell of food, and seeing her smile, but...damn it, that's as much as he can grasp. It's no help at all.

"Well," still hoarse, "now I can say I poked a demon and lived. Unless you're planning to gut me now."

Or unless he's not a demon at all.