The reaction was almost placid, was definitely the sort of sedate reaction that Kavinsky wasn't reacting, but he didn't let the surprise of it register on his face. What's the point of getting read so early?

When Ronan asked about Cabeswater, Kavinsky let it register on his face a little. A disquieted upset that flitted across his eyes, turned that feral, manic grin into more of a grimace. Was that buzzing mire still out there, dragged from the depths of Ronan's memories? Were the barbed vines?

"Come and gone," he admitted.