↑ 3.03.1"We’re doing quite well,” Pierre said. With the abundance of focus on the cosmetic, someone had tended to his head, and he looked far better. Still ghoulish, but better. - Excerpt from Dog Eat Dog 18.4
↑“I want to see the rabbit you’re talking about,” she said. “Who gets very easily offended. I’m imagining something adorable.”
I thought of Pierre. Adorable wasn’t what came to mind. The head that looked like a badly taxidermied rabbit head, expression that of a rabbit mid-stroke, eyes bugging out, the sheer height of him, and how it all made him an eerie figure…
“He’s a good friend and an excellent messenger…” I said, trailing off. I tried to think of a way to put it politely. Pierre was a friend, but he was a queer one, and I didn’t like to talk poorly of friends, in case it got around to them. Especially when it came to dealing with more sensitive recruits, who would hear me say something negative about one person and then imagine me saying things about them behind their backs.
So, how to say that Pierre was a bit disconcerting, without calling him disconcerting? How did I outright reject the notion that he was ‘cute’? - Excerpt from Bitter Pill 15.11
↑Shirley was present, too. The woman had made herself mayor of one of the cities to the west. The Lords and Ladies had recently made her an aristocrat proper. Shirley was in the company of a lanky, white-haired man, with a cast to his features that suggested they had been provided by the Academy. They were close. - Excerpt from Epilogue 4