"Ah. You are concerned," Ba'al concludes about the question. "I owe more to them than you could possibly imagine. I would be dead, along with many others, without their intervention. My father," he says with distaste over the word, "had many children. He considered us all expendable."

He pushes himself up from his seat and moves to the kitchen doorway. "I am more my mother's son. She was one of the first to stand against him. Of course," he says, leaning on the door frame, "I understand how this information would put one such as yourself at unease. Would you rather I kept it from you?"

Of course, he is keeping a great deal from him but that's beside the point.