Garrot was like a fire, easily provoked into blazing up and unpredictable in his reactions to the things being added to him. Every piece of information was a new thing to burn up about. It was fun to watch.

"When we do, it ends." She answers like she's talking about the weather. She's tried finding cracks in the process, trying other ways to get around the predicament they'd put themselves in.

"I have limits."