"Probably not," Sawyer says, breathing a satisfied sigh as he lets his gaze rake over Ilithyia's body. It surely isn't the right time for it, but something about seeing Ilithyia in her home is exciting, and appropriate. Even more regal than she manages to be in Darrow, he'd say. Maybe he's a little biased.

"I can probably stay quiet," he adds, pursing his lips at the thought. He can be a chatty guy, but doesn't tend to be around strangers, anyway. Only a second later does her last remark catch his attention. "Wait, what's wrong with my hair?"