"I can. I remember seeing thestrals for the first time -- do you know them? They're a sort of skeletal dragon-horse that only those who've accepted death can see. Up to that point, I'd thought it was all horseless carriages." Sebastian shakes his head, not to rid himself of the memory, but to move past the uncomfortable emotions associated with that year. Fifteen was not a good time.

"For us, there's no awakening, no paths, you either are or you aren't, they take you at eleven and you go to a school to learn the 'proper' ways," he says, keeping his voice relatively neutral, but if she's very good at reading people, Jones might recognize that he's conflicted about this method.