"My bones want you."

Quentin doesn't speak this peculiar language of Jedao's fluently, but he does feel like part of him responds in it.

"Like I have a fantasy where I invent a spell so that we can etch your gears into them. Under my skin, where no one will know. And I don't know if I want to tell you where or just do it and tell you to try to find them with your teeth. This is an unusual impulse for me, but it's also something I spend a lot of time thinking about."