"I am aware of just what a tough little boat I'm putting you in," Russell says, leaning in conspiratorially.
"Honestly, it is kind of fun."
He chuckles.

Meanwhile, Eric is expending all his energy on not throwing himself at The Magister and tearing out his throat with his teeth. That and on keeping the hand still touching Pam, still caressing her face, gentle.

The only outlets he has for his rage and hatred are his eyes. Staring at The Magister.