The look in Galadan's eyes is frankly speculative.

"They fixed you, this Will and--Merriman Lyon, did you say? Well, that must be a very useful sort of talent to have. And, as I said, you would appear to be quite lucky, in the long run."

He tilts his head a little, pausing for breath, perhaps.

"And this Witch? She is someone I ought to be wary of?"