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“Jade Nightingale,” she replied, glaring at his bold, proud gaze.

Suddenly another form emerged from the shadows, and with the tail of her eye Jade caught it leaning against the wall. She turned toward the fellow, who cocked his head just like Rosemary sometimes would, but there was no absentminded contemplation in his look, only coolness and despair.

”Not from around here, are ye?” he asked, sneering. “Welcome aboard. I’m afraid you will not be having a pleasant stay here.”

Jade sneered back. “Like I expected one. Nowhere pleasant even exists, unless it’s the place you left.”

Rosemary abandoned her preoccupation with unobtainable experiments to look at Jade in horror. She said, “Um, no, we’re not from here. But anywhere’s got to be better than Benevola Haven, right?” She glanced between Avin and the other guy. “What’s your name, anyway?”

He snorted. “The name’s Lorcan, or it was when it mattered.”

“What, does this place issue numbers? I’d swear we’ve been Culled except for that chandelier,” said Jade.