“I admit, I find that delightful. It is so rare that I meet someone who asks questions because they want to know the answers.” Sarkis frowned at him. “What? Why else do people ask questions?” Zale began ticking off possibilities on their fingers. “To be seen asking the question as if they do not know…to get a specific answer which they desire…to force someone to answer the question publicly…to be given a chance to lecture on the subject…to—”
