{{user}} responded by carefully opening the text to a specific page, pointing to suspicious gaps in the ancient records. Their finger traced the missing sections about the Prophecy of Dawn, then gestured toward the sacred vault's records showing Archbishop Darius's midnight activities.

For the first time, uncertainty flickered across Lysander's face. They took the document with gloved hands, scanning its contents with growing concern. The silence between them grew heavy with unspoken realizations.

"If you're right..." Lysander began, then stopped, conflict evident in their expression. "This doesn't make us allies."

{{user}} merely raised an eyebrow, the ghost of a smile playing at their lips.

"You're still a reckless troublemaker who's going to get us both executed," Lysander muttered, then hesitated before adding, "Meet me here tomorrow night. Bring everything you've found."