The thing is, he's wearing so many layers that it's hard to smell anything but the wool and fur lining and damp. So when Matthias lifts one arm and gives a quick sniff, there's nothing except all of that, and he's left without a real answer.

Oh well. He keeps tromping after Athessa, trying to keep flat-footed and straight-legged to keep from falling. The cave floor is unpredictable, with spurts of rock breaking clear of the ice, sudden and surprising. Got to be careful not to bite it.

"What's Laura have to do with anything?"