James twitched, his body shifting in his agitation. Or trying too—he’d already reverted back to a changeling before they tied him up, so he wasn’t escaping now. The green fire illuminated the rocky ground around them, along with the bits of bone and rotten fabric, then went out. James whimpered in pain, rolling jerkily to one side and pulling Sarah with him. “Why the hell didn’t you say something? You could’ve demanded they send someone else!”