“Grew up on a farm,” Jesper explained. “You don’t look it.” “Sure, I’m skinny,” he said as they hurried back through the stables, “but I stay drier in the rain.” “How?” “Less falls on me.” “Are all of Kaz’s associates as strange as this crew?” Matthias asked. “Oh, you should meet the rest of the Dregs. They make us look like Fjerdans.”
