“Better Juggling and Hoarding than Crowned with Eyes,” Virmad says ruefully. “Can you imagine if we had one of those alongside our Knife-Winged Moth? If there’s one thing we don’t need on this ship, it’s more egos.” He laughs. “I feel like I’m back at the academy — it’s...nice, having other Rahal around. Or ex-Rahal, anyway. I thought leaving my hept to be a magistrate was rough, but at least then my coworkers all still...understood?” He shakes his head. “That’s not very clear, is it. I’m not sure what I mean.”