"They're already paying the price." Reynard. It's not the first time he's pulled this kind of shit during winter but never has it been this bad before. Never have so many suffered, cut off from their worlds. Jim doesn't understand how a man who's so pleasant to be around the rest of the year can be so dangerous in winter.

He doesn't understand spirits or their natures. To Jim, Reynard is--was-- a friend. One that's seemingly turned on them. Even if he had an enemy in the Nexus he was trying to deal with, to get everyone else caught up in the collateral damage...It's unthinkable.

"So what are we supposed to do? Relax in comfort and pretend our friends aren't back there fighting for their lives?"