But—I realized almost instantly—not the same djinn that had attacked me a few days before. Where the other one had been fast and lean, this one was heavy, muscle-bound, even. And its features were definitely male. It looked me up and down, then turned to Cosimo. “No food and drink from outside,” the djinn snapped, blinking its yellow eyes from behind its heavy black-rimmed glasses. Its voice was a surprising light tenor. “She’s a cognate,” Cosimo said. The djinn turned back to me. The black slits of its nostrils flared. “She doesn’t smell like a cognate.” “She’s fresh. Converted in the last two weeks,” Cosimo said patiently. “If you’re feeding me a load of crap, Mortensen will have something to say about it,” the djinn said. Cosimo held up his hands, palms out. “He was at her introduction himself two nights ago.
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