"I'm going to have to say 'No' because," a single eyebrow slowly, inexorably rose, "I have no idea what you're talking about."
Presentation materials?
Twist had never had anything like that, and he certainly hadn't. Even having penned the Laws himself, they weren't terribly hard to memorize, or even to describe the boundaries of the Regencies he would be absorbing. That, and the city was neatly tagged.
Dragons. Dragons, and their paperwork.