"Mom was an only child, as far as I know. She had cousins, I suppose, none she was close with, but my grandparents are all four dead, have been for a while, so if it was a cousin they'd have to know an awful lot without much to go on about what side of the family it's from."

"True. I'm not sure, it was an idea. The mysterious woman who looks like your mom and conveniently dropped the exact medallion for you is kind of suspicious, to me. It could be one of the creatures that can shape-shift, being cruel about what shape they pick to get your attention. Or I could be over-thinking it and you could just be incredibly lucky."

"Yeah, I don't know what to make of it, but I thought I'd mention it in case it was important."

"It seems like it, but I don't know what it means. Sadly enough, I don't know everything. Yet."

"Let me know if you get there, I'll want to mooch."

"Yes, I know, that's why I'm asking nicely instead of nefariously plotting to put a keylogger on your computer."

"Thanks," he says, brightly. "for not doing that. It would upset me."

"Only if I were terrible at subterfuge."

Darren snorts with laughter. "Well, yes, but if you obviously used what I know without any obvious help from me, I'd figure it out. And then it would upset me."

"And I suppose in this hypothetical you know everything, such as how to detect keyloggers. Oh well. I'll just have to be friends instead."

"That too. Besides, being friends gets you more. Like, for example, magic lessons. I don't put those on my computer."

"I'm looking forward to that. What am I gonna learn to do?"

"Well, I'm trying to learn stuff about transfiguration illusions because - medallions, so probably a lot of, 'Lets turn this thing into this other thing a lot and try to make sure the spell doesn't break' but there's some stuff involving control of water, air, finding people - so on. I don't know what a sphinx is good at, so you may or may not turn to be fantastic at one of them and barely need any tutoring in it at all. If that happens I will ask you for lessons."

"If I can do something without any tutoring at all how will that make me competent to teach it?"

"Because you will have an inside look on how it works, which is better than where I'm at. I've got an outside look on it that is earned by stubbornly clawing my way through all magic ever. So. It couldn't hurt!"

"Perytons don't have special magical affinities?" Pause. "Also, weren't perytons invented in the fifties? It's not, like, ancient myth the way sphinxes or dragons are."

"... We actually do. Um. But I'm not using it ever. We get the fantastic ability for shapeshifting... Into a specific person. If we um - eat their heart." He coughs. "We weren't invented, we were discovered in the fifties. We were really good at hiding. Because of the heart thing."

"...Okay, it sounds like you don't need my commentary on that."

"Yeah, my opinion of it is obvious, I think. Never using it, ever."

"Yeah. I'm assuming Savannah agrees?"

"For the most part. I think she's of the opinion that if it's an emergency and there's someone nearby who is morally reprehensible she'll use it, but outside of that single unlikely situation - she agrees with me."

"It seems like a limited advantage to be disguised as a morally reprehensible person."

"Hey now, I argued her down to that, don't poke holes in my reasoning."