“Whoever comes down,” she said to me quietly, “don’t try to fight them off with a hardcover or anything. Just demand to talk to the summoner. He’ll want to talk to us, I’m certain.” I thought she was being a little optimistic, but I nodded. “All right.” “I mean it. I saw you try to take on Heathcliff.” “That was not typical for me,” I said. “I’m really far more likely to demand to talk to somebody, I promise.”
