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“You have an odd sense of morality, mistress.” “Don’t be stupid,” she said. “Every sense of morality is odd.”
“So now you’re normal.” “Course I am,” she said. “It’s everyone else that’s weird.”
They think they know you, then start to expect things of you. Then you have to be the person everyone thinks you are, not the person you actually are.”
Anytime you can make someone else feel something, you’ve got power over them.”
The only path to sanity and action is to choose a code and to follow it. This is why I came to you in the first place.” Darkness turned, striding past the others. “The minds of men are fragile, their emotions mutable and often unpredictable. The only path to Honor is to stick to your chosen code. This was the way of the Knights Radiant, and is the way of the Skybreakers.”
“Mistress, wasn’t this the man who got himself intentionally swallowed by a Marabethian greatshell?” “Yup. Crazy as a box full of drunk minks, that one. I miss him.” She liked to pretend he hadn’t actually gotten eaten. He’d winked at her as he’d jumped into the greatshell’s gaping maw, shocking the crowd.
“But you,” the thing said, “did not come for a contest, did you? We watch the others. The assassin. The surgeon. The liar. The highprince. But not you. The others all ignore you . . . and that, I hazard to predict, is a mistake.”
If you ever encounter another of the Sleepless, tell them you’ve spoken with Arclo. I’m certain it will gain you sympathy.”
“You know, the day the Al-mighty was handin’ out brains to folks? I went out for flatbread that day.”
“But I got back by the time the Almighty was givin’ out looks,” Lift called. “What kept you?”
