[ knowing don, kaveh thinks, with some measure of very real (fond) despair, the frogs probably have, he doesn't know, rocket launchers growing out of their eyes. ]

I asked that too. [ grimly. ] It's supposedly some sort of delicacy in her world. And the picture she drew - I'm sure, well, the likeness is there no doubt. But if I were to see it on the side of a building, I wouldn't be entirely sure if I ought to be more traumatised by the building or by the picture.