'Hi honey. I'm home!'
'Susan,' he said, creating light with a mere thought. 'Enter.'
She walked in, pulling back the hood of her grey robe and shaking out her long dark hair. 'This will take ages to wash properly,' she complained. 'Still practising?'
'Meditating.'
'Ah. I was interrupting again. Bad Susan.'
'It does not matter. How did it go?'
She sat down cross-legged across from him. 'You were right. Again. The Vorlons have been doing something there, and they still are. Officially there's just the one Ambassador in Yedor, but there are at least another three or four floating around. I spoke to someone who saw several in Tuzanor.'
'The network?'
'Yes, that's there, but I don't think that was it. I couldn't really investigate any further without putting myself at risk, but there's something under Yedor. Damned if I know what, though.'
'Were you in any danger?'
'No. Someone I knew recognised me. Not someone I thought I'd be seeing, believe me.'
'Is this person a danger?'
'No. Definitely not. Take my word for it.'
'I will. Very well, then. I will have to see if I can get a few others there to investigate. I dare not overplay my hand, but if the Vorlons are doing something to Minbar, I want to know what and why. Perhaps someone else, if you fear you would be recognised there again?'
'Feel free, and yes, I think I will be. This would be one of your many other agents I don't know about? And don't tell me that what I don't know won't get me killed. I've seen enough of war to know it's usually the exact opposite.'
'What you do not know cannot be pulled from your mind by telepaths or the network.'
'Ah. Good point. So, how was your mission?'
'It went.... as expected.'
'How was John? Did you convince him? Or should you not be telling me this?'
'The Vorlons know everything that happened there. That was the point, after all. And no, he did not listen.'
'What about the Vorlons themselves? Did they listen?'
'Of course not. Oh, they were.... shaken, although they hid it very well. They did not realise how much of their past I know about. The revelation that I knew about Golgotha was a surprise to them.'
'Fine, you've shaken them up, but was it all worth it? They know what you are doing, they know not to underestimate you....'
'I would like to think they knew that anyway. They would find out about my summoning the First Ones sooner or later. Now they have found that out by my urging, at a time and place of my choosing. 'Choose your battlefield and make your enemy come to you.' They will now no doubt wonder what else I know about them, and they will act with caution, allowing me more time to do what must be done.'
She shrugged. 'As you like, but the whole thing sounded like a waste of time to me.'
'Oh, I would not say that.' Sinoval reached into a pocket of his robe and pulled out a small globe, filled with red mist and smoke. Clearly visible, trapped by the swirling fog and flashes of lightning was a human being. It was the exact image of General John Sheridan.
'No. I would not say that at all.'
