"Yup. Those things. A rather boring one. No magic." Which earns a bit of a shudder - again, Trever works on the assumption that everyone has magic. "Very utopia like. Veena, leave the poor guy alone. His nose isn't that interesting."

Staring at Trever, Veena very deliberately bopped Chris on the nose one last time and then curled up on his feet.

"I'm sorry about that. She says you smell funny."