‘So how do you get used to it?’ I said quietly, throwing a quick look over my shoulder to make sure no one was close enough to hear me. ‘This feeling that you’re just a little too much for the place you’re in?’ Creon sent me a side glance, eyebrow quirking up. ‘It’s too small, you mean.’ ‘What?’ ‘Watch out who you’re blaming,’ he clarified, lips tight. ‘You’re not too much. The place is too small. Very different problem, very different solution.’
