What Moves the Dead (Sworn Soldier, #1)

by T. Kingfisher

(Look, if you don’t make a fool of yourself over animals, at least in private, you aren’t to be trusted. That was one of my father’s maxims, and it’s never failed me yet.)

Sometimes it’s hard to know if someone is insulting or just an American.

“A wave, though! From an Englishwoman, that’s practically a hearty handshake. She only deigned to speak to me because I was about to poke a mushroom with a stick.” “The Good Lord looks out for fools. In your case, apparently He sends the occasional Englishwoman.” “I thought He’d sent you.” “You’re a two-person job, youngster.”