“y—what did I tell you two about secret Telepath conversations?” Keefe asked as he shoved his way between them. “Unless you’re talking about
me
, keep it out loud.”

Fitz laughed. “Keefe just wishes he could swap secret messages with you.”

“Please, I don’t need your little mind tricks. I can feel Foster’s secrets”—he fanned the air around her—“and I feel some pretty
intense emotions right now.”

“Probably because I’m wondering if I should strangle you or beat you with my shoe!”

“The shoe would be funnier,” Fitz jumped in”