"I didn't say you would have a photograph," Tanith objected quietly when she had a chance. "Just that it's the level of detail we're hoping for." She hesitated, debating whether to add what was on her mind just then, but decided a quick rant probably wasn't in Saffron's best interests here. Particularly when the rant was probably going to include Solomon, because the idea of him shepherding Valkyrie into a breeding program was still making Tanith's fists clench. But from what she'd heard, Saffron practically worshipped Solomon.

Honestly, there was a reason Necromancers tended to get ostracized in sorcerers' society.

Mind you, Tanith couldn't exactly talk. She hadn't had the world's most well-adjusted childhood either. The thing was, at least she got told the truth about things, even if it came with a little bit of brainwashing. Sex had been a part of the education. They weren't forced into it, they weren't encouraged to do anything, and they weren't stopped if they did. Tanith was still grateful for that, in a lot of ways.

So she felt a little more sympathetic towards Saffron than she maybe strictly should have. "Was the breeding program all they taught you?" she asked carefully, with a sidelong glance at Kelly.