Bolas - Has mental conversation with Jace while he's talking with Tezzeret

Tiresome, isn't it, Jace Beleren?

Jace practically leaped out of his clothes, which might well have posed a problem given the ambient temperatures. He recognized the voice, yet the dragon's attention remained fixed on Tezzeret, its massive maw moving as it spoke. It took the mage several heartbeats to recognize telepathic speech when he was on the receiving end, rather than the projecting.

Lord Bolas? he sent questioningly.

Nicol Bolas. You'd be surprised how little titles mean after you've claimed pretty much all of them.

Jace found himself nodding and forced himself to stop. Somehow, he didn't think Tezzeret would be all that pleased to learn this conversation was taking place.

I find myself curious, Bolas continued. How did one such as you find yourself cleaning up the artificer's messes?

Again, Jace had to stop himself-this time, from shrugging. It was the best offer I had coming to me.

Ah. You may find, Jace Beleren, that being the best doesn't make it good.

A moment passed, and still the dragon continued to argue with Tezzeret, offering up not the slightest sign of any other effort.

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Agents of Artifice, Chapter 16