The amount of betrayal I felt this time was doubled. By the Creator, this feeling is awful. Betrayal from Ragu, whom I trusted to a stupid degree how could I have predicted such treachery from him? And betrayal from Garrod, which shocked me too, but not nearly as much as Ragu's.
Ragu's betrayal in particular hurt in a way I won't deny. The pain felt as if Iris or Raven had betrayed me. Since the recent events I had considered Ragu a comrade.
Still, some things I hadn't paid enough attention to are now clear.
For example, if Ragu's spirit had no desires at all, how did it remain stuck in the physical world? At first I tried to convince myself it had to do with the Madness Authority or some random explanation. He acted like a fool… but fools don't survive long in the Lower District, nor do they die at the hands of a researcher-doctor. He was performing, expertly, my man.
I stared at his spirit, white and emptied of desire.
"Why is your spirit white?" I asked.
