When he didn't immediately answer, I looked up at him, and a corner of his mouth lifted.

"It's important to you."

"Yeah, but...I could kill you with it."

He crossed his arms, his smile growing bigger. "But why would you do that before we find the familiars' cemetery? At least wait until afterwards."

"We'll see," I said and he chuckled.

"What's Biscuit mean?"

Swallowing hard, I knelt and slipped the knife into its ...