“He’s alright then? After what Zar…” There had been tremendous nostalgic relief when Skelter heard Zara’s voice for the first time in more than two years, but the news that someone had tortured Rhyd, not for being Scarecrow but for some other, unrelated and unexplained cause, had made him worry that Ballard would not be, either physically or mentally, up to the task of helping him get out of here.
It was good to know he was wrong, that his one moment of underestimating his friend’s tenacious resolve had been misplaced.