Matthias hoisted a massive coil of rope over each shoulder. He looked surprised when Jesper managed two as well. “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.
