The Wizard doesn't rush him through his thoughts, and she doesn't interrupt him as he works through the impossible scenario she's saddled him with. Nothing quite like offering up information that would break his worldview. Or at least make him question it.

"Most of them were with him." She answers, shifting back to look out on the streets below. It's obvious in her voice that her characteristic smirk is nowhere to be found right now.

"He made up his mind about what has to be done." She lets out a long breath. Does she even need to breathe? Has she been breathing this whole time? It doesn't matter, but she's thinking about what does matter.

"When he asks, tell him I threatened to kill you early."