"No, I agree with you," he says, a knowing smile on his face when Palamedes sighs like that. Their friendship had seemed an inevitability long before this, but if he'd had any doubts, they'd be gone now. "All the tricks in the world, magical or scientific or otherwise, can't tell you everything about an object or a place. They can't make you see how it matters."

It sounds just as sentimental as anything Pal had said, but just as true. Huffing out a laugh, he shakes off the last threads of it. "Want a tour?"