The Witch and the Lich; Trust

He looked down at the blocks in silence as Rea began to push the last one into place. Suddenly, blood spurted from a corpse that slammed into the ground a few feat away from her. Krell lowered himself back to the ground and rushed over to her. The splatter on her face and the front of her shirt could only mean one thing, she had managed to spot the warrior and dealt with him faster than Krell could tell.

"Are we being attacked?"
More blood appeared quite suddenly on her face and he noticed that the blades on her gauntlet had been extended, although there wasn't a drop of blood visible on them.
"Yes." More blood appeared, "What was the first clue?"
"The body hitting the ground, but the sudden blood splatter says a lot too."
She smiled again. "Mr. Casat, there is about to be a spear in your chest." And no sooner had she finished speaking than he saw the iron head of heavy spear sprout from his torso. He grabbed a hold of it and sent a lance of arcane energy down it, killing his assailant instantly.
"Thank you, but couldn't you have just killed him?"
"And miss the look on your face?"
"But I don't have a face."
She pulled a rag out of the air and wiped the blood off her face. She tossed it aside, not even bothering to banish it as she did. "You just don't know you do." A sword embedded itself in the ground next to him, it's owner mysteriously appearing directly under it just as it struck. Rea looked back over at him as the block finally settled into place. "We really need to work on your ESP Father. Just because you lack skin, eyes, muscles, and hair doesn't mean you don't have a face. It just means you have to stop looking and start seeing."
"I'll take your word for it."
"You will? Stick your hand out for a second one of them's getting away."
He put out one hand and for a brief second felt a great deal of weight put on it. Next thing he knew Rea was in front of him with a man pressed against the wall. He was scared out of his mind, but looking at them it was hard not to laugh. She had him by the neck a foot over her head, and he was practically crouching.
"Talk!"
"The imperial vault is not open to the public." He replied feebly.
"We don't want the treasury, we just want a diamond you have."
"The treasures of the Imperial family are not available to the public."
"We aren't the public, we're just two people who need a diamond."
"All purchases must be made through the Imperial Treasury..."
"Shut Up And Tell Us Where The Diamond Is Or I Will Gut You Like A Stuck Pig!"
He shut up instantly, and pointed at the trap door in the ceiling. Rea slammed him into the ground and waved for Krell to follow her up.  She produced a rope with a metal dart at the end and managed to plant it into the ceiling above the closed trap door.  Or at least he had the feeling it was the ceiling, it had gone through the trap door before she pulled it taut.  He simply channeled magic into enhancing the natural hover that seemed to accompany being a Lich.  He made it to the door only slightly faster than Rea, and looking down realized that she was actually enjoying this.  Ten minutes of slaughter seemed to have done more to cheer her up than the hours he'd spent trying to comfort her.  It was a bit offensive, knowing that his efforts were fundamentally wasted, and worse still it was a sign that his already unstable companion was probably a sociopath on top of everything else.  Of course, she was an assassain and he really should have expected it, but it was distrubing nonetheless to see enjoy taking lives. 
"Rea, would you mind terribly if I tried to talk to them first?"
She traced a pattern onto the trap door and didn't look over.  Even after she finished tracing it she didn't look over, just hanging her head as she held onto the rope. 
"I guess, if you want too."
"You clearly have a plan here.  Is there any chance you could let me in on it?"
"No!  Maybe.  I don't know.  I don't know how well it would work if you knew how it worked." 
"So you just want me to trust you?"
"Yes.  And I promise I'll explain everything when you get back from the palace.  But until then, just trust me, please?"
Only three people had ever gotten that sort of trust from him before, his wife, his best friend, and his best friend's wife, who had always been the fourth wheel in their adventures.  Since he didn't have a best friend anymore there could be no question that wasn't what Rea wanted, so which was she interested in; best friend or more?  She did seem to like him, but that was in and of itself rather creepy.  And if her interactions with Arcania had been any indication, she wasn't going to accept being second fiddle to anyone.  But could a fourteen year old really expect a Lich to even want a girlfriend?
"Are you going to sit there hovering all day?  I know I'm asking a lot of you, but this really is a time sensitive matter.  You need to get to Holine and get her to destroy your phylactery by ten minutes till twelve today, or I will have to destroy her phylactery, and teleport into the palace to kill her by 11:59:59 PM." 
"What choice do I have?  Trust you and kill Holine or have you explain things and then have you kill her.  If everything I hear is true then my only chance of being normal again is to have her destroy my phylactery, which won't happen if you fight her."
"Yes."
"We'll do it your way.  But I want a full briefing when I'm done."
"Ok, everything you need to know."
"No, everything.  I think after all this, I deserve to know everything relevant."
She paled, but nodded anyways.  He'd get his truth, he'd just have to sort out a few problems first.