I should be going with you to Ravagog.” “Wait for it,” Keefe jumped in, right before Fitz added, “We’re Cognates.” “Aaaaaaaand, there it is!” Keefe said. “He’s adorably consistent, isn’t he? Don’t forget to show her the rings, too.” Fitz rolled his eyes. “She doesn’t need me to.” But he did tilt his hands so the verdigris bands on his thumbs were much more prominently displayed.
