““Why were his eyes so uneasy? Why was he looking at the table and the floor, but never into her face? It was concern, for his father’s sister. It was worry for the people he cared about. For that was his way, this Lienid. His friendship was true. He looked at her then. The smallest of smiles flickered across his face, but it didn’t reach his eyes. “Don’t feel too kindly toward me, Katsa. Neither of us is blameless as a friend.” He left her then, to find Raffin. She stood and stared at the place where he’d just been. And tried to shake off the eerie sense that he had just answered something she’d thought, rather than something she’d said.””
