“He swept the red cloak around Inej's shoulders in a rain of petals and blossoms as she continued to strap on her knives. She looked almost as startled as the flower seller.
"What?" he asked as he tossed her a Mister Crimson mask that matched his own.
"Those were my mother's favorite flower."
"Good to know Van Eck didn't cure you of sentiment."
"Nice to be back, Kaz."
"Good to have you back, Wraith.”