" The last straw, however, was the squirmy, skinny boy yelling odd things at her. “You’ve grown breasts!” he shouted, staring at her chest openly. His hair was a floppy, reddish mess, and his robe smacked of a religious affiliation or the worst hangover imaginable. He didn’t even seem worried that she was packing a sword. "

― A.R. Capetta , Once & Future (Once & Future #1)