“Why don’t you feel that now?” demanded Fern, but quieter with the elf’s face so close. “In all the years I’ve been doing this, can you imagine how many jobs have turned sour? It’s more than you’d believe. And after a while, it becomes clear that those feelings you’re having aren’t practical. Sometimes, the ill turn is your own mistake; sometimes, it’s not. But that depth of feeling? It can’t survive the numbers.”
