“No, ma’am. Yes, I understand.” Kit’s eyes flicked over to Taly. “Describe her. Uh-huh. Yes. So, about three and a half ells, blonde, armed with” —he leaned over, giving Taly a wink as his eyes dipped to her waist— “pistols and two air daggers—both viridian. Okay. Unrelated question—does the look in her eyes say something along the lines of ‘if you test me, I won’t hesitate to punch you in the balls?’ Uh-huh. Hold on.”
Kit you are funny m, also the chemistry…
