"Jean," Eliot says frankly, looking the blond directly in the eyes, his expression both blunt and a little sad. "Do you know how easy it is to hide these things from ordinary people? How simple to make political leaders, agitators, even peace-makers think that what they're doing is their own idea? An unprotected mind is child's play to manipulate, for those with that kind of skill. Memories, too, are simple to erase or alter - we do it all the time. Half the people you know could be resurrected, and if a magician with a mind manipulation discipline didn't want you to know it, you wouldn't have a clue."

He takes another sip of his wine, and then turns back to his meal, adding more casually, "But bringing the dead back to life doesn't really work, you're right. It's one of those things magic can't quite get around."