One never knows, with the Malnosso. [He fixes this image in his mind. Her blush is very amusing.]

It isn't in the nature of mine to do this either... [He holds up his hands, displaying his palms. He's used a bit of manipulation of his inner temperature to make the skin go blue and show faint whorls. He hates the feeling of it, but he'll deal with discomfort in the service of a trick.] I think they're trying to make it so we can't trust even ourselves any more.