"I don't like people much," I said. "I'm what they call a misanthrope."
A slick, self-satisfied grin crawled across his face. "Mis-an-thrope. That's a big word for such a little girl."
I rolled my eyes and did that trick where my knife is suddenly poking up someone's nostril.
"Misanthrope. It means 'piss off right now' in Lucernan."