“Ibelius," said Jean. "If what Locke is doing were lurking about, corpses could be acrobats.” — Scott Lynch Copy Share Image
“You've got that motherly concern in your eyes, Jean. I must look like I'm hammered as shit," said Locke. "Actually you look… — Scott Lynch Copy Share Image
“Jean," Locke gasped out during a brief lull between spasms of retching, "next time I conceive a plan like this, consider putting… — Scott Lynch Copy Share Image
“That sounds dangerous,'said Jean. 'For anyone else, maybe.For Gentlemen Bastards,we,it;s just what we do.' 'We?' 'We.” — Scott Lynch Copy Share Image
“Oh gods, Jean. Take a false name wherever we end up. Tavrin Callas is good. Let the bastard pop up all over… — Scott Lynch Copy Share Image
“Locke moaned. 'Quit sobbing, you damn baby,' Jean hissed as he began to lope back along the dock. 'You must have at… — Scott Lynch Copy Share Image
“Jassaline's little potion seems to have brought up every meal I've had in the past five years." said Locke. "Nothing left to… — Scott Lynch Copy Share Image
“If the whole things goes to shit, just remember to throw yourself down the damn waterfall." "I'll cover your back, the sharp… — Scott Lynch Copy Share Image
