“When we meet Arem, don’t say a word. Let me do the talking.” “You know me,” Dann said with an all too serious look on his face. “Quiet as a mouse at a parade.” Aeson tilted his head, staring at Dann in disbelief. “Dann, what does that even mean?” “If you don’t know, then I can’t explain it,” Dann said with a shrug. In truth, Dann had no idea what it meant.
