QUOTE : So you’re the sister,” Taz said, coming up to Zanari.<br /><br />She nodded, unsmiling. “Yep. I’m the sister.” She was getting so tired of that role.<br /><br />“Also known as the Incredibly Talented Seer?” Taz raised an eyebrow and when he did, his face lost some of its perfect beauty. It made her warm to him, just a little.<br /><br />A small smile sneaked onto Zanari’s face. “Now you’re just trying to get on my good side.”<br /><br />Taz nodded in mock solemnity. “You’re the one who’ll see the ghouls coming—I plan to stick quite close to you for the next . . . however long we’ll be roaming impenetrable darkness.”<br /><br />“I have a personal bubble,” she said. Nalia had taught her that human expression after one too many of Noqril’s advances.<br /><br />“I like bubbles.”<br /><br />Zanari rolled her eyes and he laughed. For a jinni who’d been imprisoned in a bottle for thousands of years, Taz was remarkably well adjusted.