I have a bit of a pressure headache, so I’m calling it an early night.
Pat, to her credit, didn’t try to mealy-mouth. “We tried. We’re very bad at manipulating these kinds of holes, though. We don’t like them, for a start.”
“True,” I replied. “Whereas my Side has an entire division of operatives out there trying to keep would-be gods from setting up shop. Fine, we’ve got the expertise. Anything else?”
“Mostly the Tomes themselves.” Pat looked disgusted. “We can reconstruct what Leviathan did, but we can’t duplicate its methods. That’s a nonstarter.”
“Of course,” I replied. “Committing murder’s bad for your head. Torture, too. It’s a bad habit to get into, in fact.” We had discovered that on our own right from the start, but I’d be damned if I’d wash my Side’s dirty laundry in front of somebody from the Other one.