Silas / Silariathas személy

To her horror, he went over to Silas and picked him up, holding him aloft at eye level. “What a lovely cat you are! Are you a boy, or a girl?”
“He’s a boy,” Elisabeth said hastily, when Parsifal appeared to be about to duck his head and check. “His name is—er—it’s”—she gulped—“Sir Fluffington.”
Dangling from Parsifal’s hands, Silas gave her a look of extreme reproach.

„There is no such thing as a good demon, mistress,” Silas interjected softly, bending past her to place something on the table. „Merely those who have manners, and those who do not.”

30. oldal

Elisabeth could have kissed Silas, but the look in his yellow eyes suggested that no one had ever dared that and survived.

She sat up straighter. „Wait a moment. I've tought of something.”
„Tempting as the prospect is,” Nathaniel said, „we are not attempting world domination. It sounds fun in theory, but in reality it's a logistical nightmare. All those assassinations and so forth.” At her blank look, he explained, „Silas used to tell me bedtime stories.”

– Milyen aranyos macska! Kandúr vagy nőstény?
– Fiú – közölte Elisabeth sietve, amikor úgy látta, hogy Parsifal maga keres választ a kérdésére. – És úgy hívják, hogy… – nagyot nyelt – …Bolyhoska uraság.