"He tries to avoid it. He doesn't like the cliché," Jack said, keeping his hand precisely where it was. "And there's no light to read by."

"Sebastien?" he asked, a kind of fond impatience in his tone as he considered the question. "He's a detective -- you know that. Intelligent, but, more than that, he's had the time and the leisure to read about everything that interests him; sometimes it was a bit like being raised by an encyclopedia. Observant. Given to being ridiculously morose sometimes. Very good at keeping secrets."