Warbreaker, page 289 by Brandon Sanderson
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ou're becoming an expert."
Vivenna smiled, settling back on her blanket to wait. The next appointment consisted of a group of thieves who had stolen-at Vivenna and Denth's request-various goods from the war offices in the Hallandren bureaucratic building. The documents were of relatively little import, but their absence would cause confusion and frustration.
That appointment wasn't for a few hours, which meant she could enjoy a bit of time relaxing on the lawn, away from the unnatural colors of the city. Denth seemed to sense her inclination, and he sat down, lounging back against the side of the statue. As Vivenna waited, she again saw that Parlin was over talking to Jewels again. Denth was right; though his clothing looked ridiculous to her, that was because she knew him as an Idrian. Looking at him another way, she saw that he fit remarkably well with other young men in the city.
That's well and good for him, Vivenna thought with annoyance, looking away. He can dress as he wishes-he doesn't have to worry about his neckline or skirt length. .
Jewels laughed. It was almost more of a snort of derision, but there was some mirth in it. Or so it seemed. Vivenna looked back immediately, watching Jewels roll her eyes at Parlin, a self-effacing smirk on his face. He knew he'd said something wrong. He didn't know what. Vivenna knew him well enough to read the expression and to know that he'd just smile and go along with it.
Jewels saw his face, then laughed again.
Vivenna gritted her teeth. "I should send him back to Idris," she said.
Denth turned, looking down at her. "Hum?"
"Parlin," she said. "I sent my other guides back. I should have sent him too. He serves no function."
"He's quick at adapting to situations," Denth said. "And he's trustworthy. That's good enough reason to keep him."
"He's a fool," Vivenna said. "Has trouble understanding half of what goes on around him."
"He's not got the wit of a scholar, true, but he s