They sped quietly across the lake, hardly even a slosh to accompany Charon's steady rowing. It was a little creepy, but Ilia trusted that at least they would get across safely.

The skeleton man's musing surprised her. Someone who reminded him of her? "You probably see a lot of people in your line of work. I guess some are bound to seem similar to others..."

Her mouth quirked into a half-smile. "Speaking of, do you happen to have a day job, Charon?"