The thief took a moment to settle himself. He closed his eyes for a moment and when he reopened them he looked down at his hands, twisting them first one way and then the other. The dark chitin shined in the light at certain angles.

"I don't know how to get rid of it. I thought--" It was gone once. He had gone back home for a brief snippet and it was gone. But then he'd been pulled back and it had happened all over again. And now he was here and it was still with him. "I don't know if it can be fixed."