"Uh huh, and you turned blue because you were gathering your mental power." River stares into César's eyes quietly but insistently. It behooves the author, at this juncture, to point out that River is between him and the exit, is showing no signs of moving, and appears to have developed a grandma's capability to be disappointed instead of mad at the tender age of like Elf Twenty-Three.

What aren't you telling her César.