“You’re so beautiful,” Cliopher blurted, and when Fitzroy gave him an incredulous look, refused to do anything but be as earnest as his heart wished. “With the shell in your hand and the magic in your face and your … your … everything …” Fitzroy smiled at him, blazing as the Sun, far more wonderful. “You’re rather splendid yourself, Cliopher Mdang.”
fitzroy giving him the incredulous look like erm i thought you weren’t about that business
