Charming people was what he did. It'd been the key to his survival for years as a tiny Tsingano street brat stealing pies to supplement his meals.

"Ahh, please, mam'selle, you'd truly not, would you?" he asked, turning puppy dog eyes on Josie. "We've not seen one another since she left to come here. Have you never longed just to fall asleep, cradling someone close to your chest, to wake up to find them near?"