"Oh?" Haku tried not to smile. "And what would it say?" He pretended to write out a note on his hand. "Wanted: Person to share my room at times. Must be kind, gentle, not a sadist, and above all, able to take multiple death blows. Signed, Artemis Fowl the Second."

He glanced up at his friend, unable to keep his eyes from smiling, even if the rest of his expression looked hurt. "And here I thought you liked it."