"Fair's fair," she repeated, the words fumbling only a little bit. It wasn't an expression she was familiar with, but the nice thing about it was that it seemed to say exactly what it meant.

She hoped, anyway.

Anyway, Magnet clearly needed some attention, so Ariadne leaned over to pet the Omen between the ears. "I'm sorry I don't have any bones for you," she told him. "But there are some nice sticks in the orchard."