“jYeah. Ssurre.”

T’yeellaa was miles away. Kes could have said nearly anything, and she would have nodded along.

”jI djidn’t thjink jyou made that bjig of an jimprresssjion durrjing the rrojyal vjissjit.”

No, that wasn’t it. She shook her head.

”Actualljy, jI thought jit wass a djissassterr.”

She grimaced, then course corrected.

”Majybe djissassterr jiss too strrong a worrd. A gaffe?”