"It was basically about butchering monsters. Finding the right parts. Kind of gruesome." Kind of boring. Tyrus knew everything about that; he learned some from Nadir, but the basics were things he practiced a lot. He looked at Malachai and grinned at that, lifting up his rum, and took a long drink of it.

"Yeah," he said. "I should have." Except it would have given him away to Harriet. "I even got along with Nyx pretty well. Too bad, you know?" He shrugged again. "How were you at swordsmanship?"