Well, perhaps she could try not to underestimate him, like Dajer was obviously doing. This was another point her master had made, repeatedly, to her. Her people—as powerful, immortal beings that were regularly worshipped—had a habit of being…
Well, “distinctly insufferable” was how her master had put it. And for all that her uncle and Hoid had different worldviews, Frost had encouraged her apprenticeship. She still remembered what he’d said. Learn from him. For he is one of the few grander than we are, and yet he treats all the same.
While “same” to Master Hoid involved a great deal of mockery, she hoped she had learned what her uncle wanted. A little.