"I hoped you'd still participate. You earned a reputation." He thought of the time he fought Bethany in the Ring. The bullet wound he took, to make sure neither of them had to kill the other, meant the same thing now that it had then. "Perhaps I can convince you to be there on opening night." He didn't care if she chose to spend it in the Ring or in the private box the former Overseer had occupied, as long as she was there.
Looking at the tension in her arms, Darian knew what she was thinking. He considered making it clear for her.