Mirage sighed, not even bothering to shift himself into a less wrecked-looking position. He was simply too tired.

"It was supposed to happen - to me, and potentially my assistant." He gestured weakly back toward Tracks, confusion obvious across his face.

"You say saw something-"

"But you were also not supposed to be so close and in contact with the priest at the time." Tracks cut in with hiss.