“You should stop,” Siret agreed, watching me with a smile that said you really shouldn’t stop. “Seduction,” I agreed while pointing at him, my index finger extended and my thumb sticking up: my fingers were arrows and I was shooting Seduction at him. “It needs to stop,” Aros insisted. “She might look like me, but I do not act like that.” In fairness, I’d never seen Aros make little arrows with his fingers and try to shoot people with Seduction, but he really should look into it, I decided.”
Book:Trickery