“And this Terrell, the artist’s assistant. I would be interested to hear your thoughts on him.” Paskia bit her lip. Her thoughts on the man who had saved her life, but who turned out to be a trained killer from Outside? But Fatina had not asked about Rodin. Paskia thought back, to when he was Terrell. “Physically, he was attractive. I think I can say that without fear of contradiction. He worked on his body, and seemed to have a strong dislike of alterations. I asked him about this on one occasion, and he spoke of how his body was a part of him, and that he felt good when it worked well. Or something like that. Oh, he had quite a few scars, too. That was peculiar, but again he spoke of how he had no desire to have them removed. He said they reminded him of his mistakes.” She shrugged. “