Tillman continued to stare, not bothered in the least by the attempt to dissuade him.

"You have my word," Tillman agreed readily. "Whatever you need." It was not unlike enlisting or signing on to Slayers. The only difference here was that he didn't have the foggiest idea of what he was being asked to do. It didn't really matter, though. His prize was the same.

"When can I see them?"