"When her gaze met his, her irises were luminous, pooling bright silvery purple, a definitely inhuman glow. He'd awoken the beast in her. Good. "What you?" she whispered. Jesse took a step back to clear his head, to free himself from the tendrils of her sorcery. It'd be easier for both of them if he could think straight. Right. He needed to focus. He'd waited his lifetime for this moment, but, even so, the words came with difficulty. It was never painless to bare a soul. "I am both less than you and more," he said. "An alchemist, an amalgamation of two opposite realms. I'm the fabric of the stars."