Arthur tracked Selwyn with his gaze as best he could, focusing on the way the light caught on Selwyn's earrings, which he had not seen the last two times they'd met. He hadn't known that Selwyn knew Ester, if he knew Ester — there seemed to be a few transients that drifted in and out of here, and just because Selwyn was by far the wealthiest of anyone Art had seen here did not mean he wasn't one of them.

"Less violent circumstances, certainly," Art said, with a smile that was wry and slow, "S'long as you're not planning on dueling me, at least."

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