"May I never be sycophantic," Ashley prayed, with a grimace. He wriggled against Ereuvir's grip, annoyed at the thought of being so well-behaved as to be thought sycophantic. But when Ereuvir spread his legs instead of letting him escape, Ashley laughed and relaxed again, grinding his hips once against Ereuvir's lap. "Walk out of here and go where? I've seen all of two places in death, and of everything I've seen so far, I like this spot here best."