Daimon looks as mock-innocent as a tiger possibly can, tail flipping mischievously. "I end up eating a lot of tofu and dairy." The ball circles around Shadow's head, lands on his nose and vanishes.

"Well, I could try. I know at least some mental disciplines are just a matter of practice. Like getting a better memory, for example. If all else fails you'll get some better meditation and study skills out of it."