‘The way his eyes lit up that first time you spoke to him, the barb so ready on your tongue.’ He chuckled at the memory. ‘The way he admitted to me not long after that he had never encountered someone that he felt like he knew instantly, deeply. Someone who could see right through him, when usually it was him doing the seeing. Elara, just answer me this. When the world is stripped bare, what is it you seek? Because I know what Enzo seeks. Who Enzo seeks.’
