Felix can't deny that the dragon-man is right; he wouldn't actually attack unless he was given a reason to. But how did Seteth know that?

The voice keeps going, purring into his mind, and he finds it hard to look away from those green, green eyes. The names he speaks sound...familiar...until they don't at all, his fog-induced memories pushing them deeper.

"No. I know none of them."

...but he doesn't leave, or even back away as the dragon comes closer.

"Why are you going out of your way to tell me this? Why bother with me at all?"