“Have you, really?” Though Silvio couldn’t see the amusement on Su-jin’s face, it was definitely audible. Su-jin knew his accent was bizarre. No matter how long he lived in a place, he simply couldn’t get rid of it: that strange mix of his native language with every other language he’s learned since. Even now, he still sometimes has some difficulty with Ls and Rs.

“I’ll be happy to share that with you. It probably isn’t surprising that they’ve been watered down and turned into children’s stories instead of morality tales.”