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Bryce showing up here feels like Ilya showing up throughout the Game Changer books.

(Although, technically Bryce and Hunter would also be, well, Hunter and Kip...).

A distinct step on way to forming what would be Liveships, it feels.

|| "It had only taken him a few days to get used to how they looked: the short, almost-sexless bodies, the faces that reminded him vaguely of Troll dolls..."

Got anachronism senses tingling.

Junji Ito core.

"Kettricken smiled"

Perfect.

This is making me want to re-read the first trilogy.

|| "I was with the cub."

.・゜゜( ,´ ▿ `, ) ゜゜・．

"Bird's didn't talk like that"? How are talking birds different to talking cats? (Or a talking wolf?)

|| "Every word Amber spoke about it was a twisting knife in my gut. My anxiety was more than I could bear; his only made mine more searing. I entered her cabin that day to find the Fool hanging upside-down by his knees from the upper bunk."

|| ‘Balls,’ said Perseverance, quite distinctly.

Loving the revelation that Fool themself is the source of the line they oft accredit to Shrewd.

|| "I want to get off this insane ship and away from these people. I want to leave now!"

Can't but agree, Fitz - tiring, these Liveships' entanglements with chapters of nigh but angry bickering and charmless bravado from a cavalcade of secondary characters.

Honestly, this repeated chasing of Bee is getting a tad vaudevillian in manner.

"Ma'inâstið" = "kertoa" ("to tell")

When "mainostaa" in Finnish means "to advertise". What an intriguing etymological course.

|| "The calluses on her hand rasped against mine."

Ha. That's a special one: a combo.

Another whole chapter of these two just sitting in their chamber together, sharing a bottle, talking. The best kind of chapter.

|| "Spark is whoever she is. Sometimes that’s Ash. It’s like being a father and a son and perhaps a husband. All different facets of the same person."

|| "You are you."

Words you do not expect to encounter in such fantasy setting: city boy.

I'm sensing a budding inspiration for Fool dressed in voluminous skirts.

Growing worryingly short of Farseer-ly books. What ever shall I do then...

|| "The best mistake Chivalry ever made."

Aww.

Ha. Such a play this moment with Fitz and Chade catching up at Withywoods as various folks keep entering the scene one by one.

*ha* Come on now, Fitz. You dang dolt.

|| "He’s wearing heeled shoes with a plain but lifted toe.’ He cleared his throat. ‘And his face is splotched with mud.’
‘It’s ink!’ I objected."

|| "‘Don’t shave,’ he instructed me abruptly, as if I had been poised with razor in hand."

Hah. Continuous mirth from Fitz's dismay with fancy accoutrements and from being a general mess; this dressing scene with Fool and Ash is a delight.

|| ‘He will want water, Fitz. Fear makes one so thirsty.’
‘She,’ I corrected him.

Said as if to someone who cares.

(I wonder how they might've forced this point in in translation).

Grinning madly at Fool's amusement at these 'crow in wig' antics.

Two whole chapters with just these two together - cozy and comforting as their very chambered setting.

Fitz appearing selective in relative blindness bringing worth slight nostalgia laced amusement. Forest for the trees and what not. Customary self-flogging may well ensue still.

"beloved old toy"