"Yes."
The word stayed at the table for a second.
Trafalgar held Dravok's gaze, waiting for the rest of it, but the older man did not continue. He only took another slow drink, as if what he had already said were enough.
Trafalgar's eyes narrowed slightly. "And?"
Dravok set the glass down. "And I won't tell you."
Silence followed that at once.
Rhosyn's head turned toward him. Caelvyrn did not move, but the look in his eyes shifted. Vivienne stayed very still beside Dravok, as if she had already expected the answer to go in that direction.
Trafalgar did not take his eyes off him. "You know where they are, but you won't say it."
"That's right."
"Why?"
Dravok leaned back slightly in the chair, one arm resting near the table. "Because if you or I were to appear in front of them now, there is a very real chance our heads would roll before the conversation properly began."
That made the room feel smaller.
Trafalgar's voice stayed even. "What exactly do you mean by that?"
