Ravensblood Forest talking of michelangelo

Sunspot blew out a breath of laughter at his question, and shot him an embarrassed look. "I've been a bit reclusive," she said, as if sharing some great secret. "You're the first I've approached."

She wasn't shy, per se. But lately, she'd been gripped by a terrible impulse to seculde herself. Perhaps it was the last vestiges of embarrassement from her encounter with Durnehviir. Perhaps it was simply that time of year. The point was, she'd been stagnating, and it felt strange to be getting back into the swing of things.

"What about you? I know about... Thellyzope... but who else do you know? I'd like to put names to scents, if I can."