I kiss her forehead and wrap an arm around her for comfort, motioning the man to come closer. He hesitates before doing so, studying me. When he reaches us, he keeps a foot and a half between him and Rayah and glances over the mark.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
Oh, Brightlord Tumul! How unexpected it is to see you standing there! I didn't mean to insult your stupidity. Really, it's quite spectacular and worthy of much praise. — Wit (The Way of Kings by Brandon Sanderson)