"Me? No, I was an angel. All studies and books all the time." Like hell. Liam did well in classes, but not because he was studious and dedicated but because he was reasonably clever and good with words, spoken and written. It had gotten him through his English Literature degree well enough anyway.

Well yeah, he was still trouble. That was certainly true.

"There's a table by the window, Father. This conversation would be better if we sat, don't you think? I'll let you have half my bearclaw."

Bribery. Why not.