"There is one human a few miles away," Enoch stated. "I can detect no others. He is in the direction of Zendedari's old home. Do we go?"
Light was streaking the sky now, gray patches despite the dark, roiling clouds and the steady drizzle of rain. "Go, Enoch," Raven insisted softly. "You have to. Otherwise I would always feel I killed him. If you do not go, it will be because of me."
"You have to," Caitlin added, looking into Zendedari's black eyes. He did, too; Caitlin felt it with great conviction.
There would come a time when Zendedari would remember his childhood, his great friendship with Barry, and how he had backed away from Barry's attempt at reconciliation. He needed to do this for the sake of his own sanity.
I know.
His reply was a soft assent in her mind as he shared her thoughts.
"I will go,Enoch," he said aloud. "You stay and protect the women. It is the only way."