"I do not think you would blunder," Kell answered, honest, and only belatedly realized what he'd made it sound like. With a rough sigh, he shut his eyes, shook his head. None of this was coming out right.

"People may- to treat you differently," he said softly, thinking of Rhy, thinking of the fear in the guards' faces when he turned his dark eye on them for the first time. How clearly he'd felt the twinges of pain and shock.

"Not badly," Kell was quick to add. "But differently."