Mordecai began to speak.
Rex kept his arms crossed, not because it was comfortable, but because it was better than moving. Moving right now would mean doing something that would stop the flow of information before it was finished.
He needed the whole thing, not just the parts that Mordecai thought were important to share. The full version came out over the next twenty minutes, and it was worse than the version Rex had put together from the bits of information he already had.
Mordecai explained that the northern shaft had been known to the Underlayer's senior council for about six generations. This was not a secret kept hidden like dangerous information; rather, it was treated as background knowledge that had simply become inconvenient over time.
"Six generations," Rex stated, not phrasing it as a question.
The number hung in the air between them.
Mordecai nodded.
"Say it out loud!" Rex shouted.
