Joscelin shrugs, nonchalant. "Frankly, I've never been much for rules either, but there are those who are and I'd rather stay in their good graces. Kill if you must, but know you forfeit your own life if you do. It's no skin off my back."

Oh yes, point out his size. That's original. Joss rolls his eyes. "Well spotted. And you're not much bigger than I am, but I'm older and I've eaten recently. I rather think I've got the better odds in a fight." This girl really isn't very interesting, is she? Just some newcomer off the Continent too stupid to read the travel guide.

"I could tell you where Jean-Claude is," he says, "But why should I? What's in it for me if I do?"