“You complimented me at the expense of yourself.” She shrugged. “I don’t know how to do it otherwise.” He shook his head. “You are the extraordinary one.” “No. I’m not. I’m utterly ordinary.” Caspen sighed. “That is patently untrue. But I do not expect you to believe me.” “You don’t?” “No,” he said, the gold of his eyes flashing in the dim firelight. “You do not see yourself as I do.”
