[ It only proceeds to make his cheeks an even darker kind of red, the way Rafa looks at him with such interest. Inwardly Adam searches for just the smallest thread of dignity, his whole body the image of irritation and stress. ] It wasn't an accident.

[ He offered himself up, sacrificed himself because there was nothing else and he was the weakest link. His loss wouldn't have been felt quite so much. But instead it made him strong and angry and magic. ] Look, if these ... faeries turn up, I can defend myself. Fire, right? Deodorant and a lighter. Car oil. I can look out for myself.

[ Because he wouldn't let anyone take Cabeswater. ]