"I have never known a Jowan," Constans replied, remaining seated. While it would be polite to see her out, he could not be certain that she was leaving. She fidgeted a great deal, and had already stood and sat again for reasons he could not discern.
"That is the name of the Tranquil you are looking for? Jowan?" A perfectly innocent question, merely the result of putting one and two together from this conversation, although with his eyes fixed on Ashya so intently...