[Sabriel slides the second book onto a high shelf and glances down.]

Did he - Eric - tell you that, or...?

[It's only then that Sabriel remembers there was no request for the return of clothing or possessions, meaning Eric's victim lived. Her gaze flicks to Vie's neck, but there's no mark. Rather than make assumptions again, she bites her tongue.]

If Godric can hold Eric to his own standard, then I for one would be more than happy to give them a wide berth.