<blockquote>"It isn't that difficult," Chrestomanci went on. "I did it for the first time when I was twelve, and barely knew what it meant." His usually cool voice had gone warm with reminiscence. Cat looked up, trying to imagine Chrestomanci being twelve. "It felt marvelous."</blockquote>
➤ (in which Cat becomes Chrestomanci, briefly)
➤ rereading this in 2015 I am INEXPRESSIBLY DELIGHTED BY THIS FIC omg. How did I fail to flail all over this bookmark when I bookmarked in 2011???