Blacktail Deer Plateau Everything that kills me makes me feel alive

And I probably don't want to, he thought, though Peregrine kept that thought to himself even while managing to echo her impish smile.

"Well, you certainly implied it, though it's not difficult to be in a better mood than I am," he replied with a dry laugh. "Um... you're one hundred percent cured of your sickness? You've discovered your vocation? You met a genie in the woods and he granted you three wishes?" He snickered.