If everything is done for me... how will I ever learn?

‎Halt looked up at the trees above him. "Why does this boy ask so many questions?" he asked the trees. Naturally, they didn't answer.

It would be unthinkably bad luck to be betrayed by a rumbling stomach.

It's not what I expected," he said. "They're far more organized than our intelligence had led us to believe.

You can always win points. Winning people’s respect is a lot more important.

But...what if I mistime it?" Gilan smiled widely. "Well, in that case, I'll probably lop your head off your shoulders." Horace and Gilan

Sometimes, he thought, all you could do was wait.