"Yep, definitely a missing spleen," Lirien said with—in my opinion, anyway—unnecessary satisfaction, taking his hands off of my bare torso and sitting back on his heels. "I think he took half your liver, too. That grew back," he added in response to my look of horror.
"Is the spleen growing back too?" Landon asked, from his perch on a mossy log a few feet away from where I lay on the damp earth getting chillier by the second.
We'd come out to the woods to do Lirien 's examination,' because he claimed the trees would help. That sounded nuts to me, but Landon hadn't argued—and Landon argued with everything.
Lirien turned and shot Landon a condescending, disgusted look down his nose. "Do you even know what a spleen is?"
"It's an organ that—does—it's important to—of course I know what it does!"
"No, you don't. You don't know what it is, where it is, or anything about it. I don't know how a warlock can be so ignorant of basic anat—"
