Zi remained where he was in the rocking chair, letting his thoughts wander. While he was paying attention to the outside world, he didn't notice Deaik's approach until Deaik slipped into the shadows. He stood, scanning the area, but he'd been too late. He heard Deaik's soft chuckle. "Too late, guard. He's already in," Deaik hissed, "appearing" behind Zi, knife at the guard's throat. Zi made no movements, knowing what would happen if he did. "What do you want?"