“Look, I’m no good at talking about feelings. I do sex, not relationships, and I’ll stick around for breakfast if I’m invited, but that’s it. But this? You?” Yarrow pokes Folly’s knee again. “I need you to know you’re amazing. I was entranced tonight, watching you light up the party. I’ve been entranced since you tried to stab me in Elsewhere. You’re smart and special, and that’s a good thing.”
