"Jon's too much of the Eye now to stop looking into what's in front of him." Elias should sound insufferably smug at that-- but he can't quite manage it. Bother. "And the others will follow where he goes."
Peter tilts his head just slightly, the tiniest indication of I expected you to be happier about that, but he doesn't remark on it just yet. Instead, he sips at his mug. "Martin is certainly adequately lovesick. I'm afraid I don't see it."
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"But that's the point of a wager, isn't it? Each of us thinks he knows something the other doesn't, which will make events turn out in our favour."