After an awkward pause, Bast extended his hand. Chronicler hesitated for a bare moment before reaching out quickly, as if he were sticking his hand into a fire. Nothing happened, both of them seemed moderately surprised.Amazing, isn't it? Kvothe addressed them bitingly. Five fingers and flesh with blood beneath. One could almost believe that on the other end of that hand lay a person of some sort.
~ Patrick Rothfuss
