“The light from a single lamp gilded both men's profiles, making it impossible to ignore their likeness, even with the thick beard covering the lower half of Keir's face. The long, straight noses, the high-planed cheekbones, the way their hairlines were shaped in a very slight widow's peak. Even the hand Kingston laid across Keir's forehead, the fingers long and blunt-tipped... that was familiar, too.”