How old is Fitz in Keeper of the Lost Cities Book 1

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“And I'm the only one with a plan," Fitz reminded them.
"Hey- I've got plans," Keefe argued.
"Plans that don't involve tormenting Dame Alina," Fitz clarified.
"But those are always the best plans!”
― Shannon Messenger, Everblaze

“Sparkles also make everything better. Well, except alicorn poop."
"I don't know. I think sparkly poop is way better than regular poop."
"That's because you've never fallen into a pile of it.”
― Shannon Messenger, Everblaze

“Fitz's door was closed, so she knocked before going in.
"I told you, Mr. Snuggles's visiting hours are over," he called through the door.
"What about your visiting hours?" she asked.
"Oh! I thought you were Keefe."
Sophie opened the door. "I get that a lot.”
― Shannon Messenger, Neverseen

“A school isn’t a school until Sophie tries to destroy it.”
― Shannon Messenger, Lodestar

“You must think I'm a total idiot."
"Nah. I am starting to wonder if you're trying to beat Keefe's record for biggest interspeciesial episode- and if you are, I'm pretty sure you've won. The Great Gulon Incident was epic, but it didn't almost start a war.”
― Shannon Messenger, Everblaze

“I think we could all use a little more weird in our lives.”
― Shannon Messenger, Exile

“Yeah, what time should we arrive to catch the Great Fitzphie Ooze Fest?” Keefe asked.

“We’re not calling it that,” Sophie told him.

“Oh, I think we are. And don’t worry, Foster,” Keefe added, patting her on the head. “I’ll still love you when you’re oozy.”
― Shannon Messenger, Flashback

“Ohhh, a lovers’ quarrel!” Ro clapped her hands. “Those are my favorite. Anyone have snacks? I feel like we should have snacks for this.”
“That’s not what this is,” Sophie told her. “We’re not...never mind.”
Ro grinned, flashing pointed teeth. “If you say so.”
“Fosters not ready to face her feelings,” Keefe stage-whispered.
“I’m ready to strangle you,” Sophie countered.”
― Shannon Messenger, Nightfall

“Fitz yawned, and she patted Mr. Snuggles on the head as she stood to leave. He mumbled something, the words too sleepy to be coherent. But Sophie could've sworn he'd said, "Miss you.”
― Shannon Messenger, Neverseen

“[Keefe’s] smile softened into something that made Sophie’s cheeks warm. And her heart seem to trip over itself as he leaned close and carefully pinned Krakie to the back of her hand, right in the center.

His palm rested over her is when he finished, and she got the sense that there was something he wasn’t saying. But then his eyes skipped past her, landing on Fitz for a beat before he shifted his focus.”
― Shannon Messenger, Flashback

“I’m sure Keefe won’t mind letting you join our skill lessons, though,” she suggested.

Fits snorted. “Great.”

“Aw, it’s not so bad. I know, it sounds like it’d be a disaster. But... the lessons have actually been pretty awesome. I think I might’ve had a meltdown without them- but don’t ever yell him I said that, okay. He’ll start wearing tunics that say Fosters Hero or something.”

“Sounds about right,” Fitz mumbled.

His eyes drifted to her hands and she realized she was fidgeting with the pins Keefe had given her.

“Well... I’m glad he’s been there for you,” he said quietly.

“Me too.”
― Shannon Messenger, Flashback

“Are you kidding?” Sophie and Fitz asked, once again in perfect unison.

Elwin chuckled. “I’m sure if Keefe were here, he’d have a lot to say about how in sync you two are getting.”

“Just more proof that Fitzphie’s the best,” Fitz told him, with a wink that shouldn’t have made Sophie’s heart flutter. But hearts could be foolish things.”
― Shannon Messenger, Flashback

“They weren’t friends. And they weren’t actually sisters. They were just two different girls from two different worlds.”
― Shannon Messenger, Nightfall

“She studied the relaxed lines of his features. The soft flutter of his long, dark eyelashes. The adorable way his arms cradled Mrs. Snuggles against his bandaged chest.

I don’t know what to do.

She hadn’t meant to transmit the words, but... it felt good to say them. And it was like like he could hear her. He hadn’t even flinched. His breathing hadn’t changed rhythm.

So she told him, I really wish you were awake.

He let out a snuffly snore, which gave her the courage to ask, What if I just want you to wake up because I’m tired of fighting the echoes all by myself?

That wasn’t the right question, though.

What if I want you to wake up because I miss you?

She’d been trying to stay busy, trying not to look at the beautiful boy sleeping over in the corner.

She hated having him so close and still so far away.

And when she turned to Fitz, his eyes were more than fluttering.

One blink.

Two.

Three.

And then... they stayed open.”
― Shannon Messenger, Flashback

“What I was still out of it, I heard your voice in my head- I think it’s why I woke up.”

Her face tried its best to burst into flames. “Sorry, I-“

“Don’t be,” he interrupted. “I’m glad I’m awake.”

“So am I,” she admitted. “But... you have to be super careful, okay?”

“I will if you will,” he made her promise.

He waited for her to meet his eyes, and when she did, he gave her the sweetest smile she’d ever seen.

“By the way,” he murmured, pressing Mr. Snuggles against his heart. “I missed you too.”
― Shannon Messenger, Flashback

“We could dig into some of the small stuff we hold back.”

“Like what?”

He started his hands, twisting the Cognate rings round and round before he transmitted, like all the stuff you tell Keefe and don’t tell me.”
― Shannon Messenger, Flashback

“I’ll always remember that’s you found me and brought me to the Lost Cities and showed me where I really belong. And that you came when I called for help and saved me from fading away. And you left everything behind to go with me when I joined the Black Swan. Need me to keep going? Because I can.”

His smile was a beautiful thing.

But it didn’t last.”
― Shannon Messenger, Flashback

“I’m sure Keefe won’t mind letting you join our skill lessons, though,” she suggested.

Fits snorted. “Great.”

“Aw, it’s not so bad. I know, it sounds like it’d be a disaster. But... the lessons have actually been pretty awesome. I think I might’ve had a meltdown without them- but don’t ever tell him I said that, okay. He’ll start wearing tunics that say Fosters Hero or something.”

“Sounds about right,” Fitz mumbled.

His eyes drifted to her hands and she realized she was fidgeting with the pins Keefe had given her.

“Well... I’m glad he’s been there for you,” he said quietly.

“Me too..”
― Shannon Messenger, Flashback

“So,” she mumbled, not sure how to finish that sentence – or what to do with her arms. Or where to stand.

It all felt awkward and weird and wrong-until fits dropped his crutches and gently pulled her into a hug.

“I don’t want to go,” he whispered.

“I don’t want you to either,“ she admitted, hoping her hushed tone hit the thickness of her voice.

She told herself not to pull him tighter so he wouldn’t feel how hard her heart was pounding. But she couldn’t help leaning closer when she realized his pulse felt just as crazy as hers.

She didn’t know what that meant.

But it felt like something.”
― Shannon Messenger, Flashback

“Fitz’s eyes never left Sophie’s as he let Biana lead them for forward, offering one last smile before he left.

It was only a half a smile.

But she knew it was just for her.”
― Shannon Messenger, Flashback

“She stretched, feeling her spine pop in several places. She curled her legs to the side and opened her eyes-to find Fitz staring at her with his eyebrows practically launching off his forehead.”
― Shannon Messenger, Flashback

“Why would she pick tunics you don’t like?”

“Because they had to ruin them,” she said, running her hand over her bare shoulder.

Fitz cleared his throat. “I... wouldn’t call that ruined.”

He didn’t say what he would call it, though, and it made her with her Polyglot ability worked for translating Cute Boy so she could figure out if that was suppose to be a compliment.

It kinda felt like one.”
― Shannon Messenger, Flashback

“Fitz laughed. You really are adorable when you worry.”
― Shannon Messenger, Flashback

“Sophie fought off her smile as Fitz kicked the sand, stirring up a coppery cloud. He was so determined to be angry that it was honestly kind of adorable.”
― Shannon Messenger, Flashback

“Sophie turned to him, so relieved to see his beautiful eyes staring at her that she didn’t care he’d been eavesdropping.”
― Shannon Messenger, Flashback

“So... I guess that leaves us nowhere then.

And for one second, she held her breath, hoping she was wrong.

But Fitz sighed and said, "I think it does."

And his eyes were heartbreakingly sad as he held his home crystal up to the moonlight and slowly glittered away.”
― Shannon Messenger, Legacy

“I'm sorry. I've been trying not to say that, because it's not fair. But... I couldn't let you stand there looking like... like you do when someone gives you a compliment and you don't believe it. I'm trying not to pressure you, Sophie, I know you're not sure about any of this. But... I'm so tired of trying to hide the fact that the only name I want to see on my lists... is yours.”
― Shannon Messenger, Flashback

“Silveny's pregnant,' Sophie told her friends when she joined them for breakfast.
Fitz dropped his fork. 'Are you sure?'
'Oh yeah,' Sophie mumbled, sinking into the chair next to him. 'She showed me...'
'GAH!' everyone said.
Keefe pushed his plate away. 'I'm done with food forever.'
'Me too,' Dex agreed.
'Me three,' Biana said.
'Seriously, that is one batch of memories you do not have to show me,' Fitz told Sophie. 'I don't care if it's part of our Cognate training.'
'But it's still huge,' Biana added. 'Do you know how far along she is?'
'I'm guessing it's new, since the last few times I transmitted to her she didn't mention anything about--'
'STOP!' Keefe held up his hands. 'Ground rules for this conversation: All talk of alicorn baby-making is off the table--got it? Otherwise I'll have to rip my ears off. And for the record, I do not want to be there when Baby Glitterbutt arrives.'
'Me either,' Fitz said. 'My dad made me go to the Hekses' unicorn preserve for a delivery one time.' He shuddered. 'Who knew they came out so slimy?'
'Ew, dude, I did not need to know that. Can we talk about something else? Anything else?'
'Does anyone know how long alicorns stay pregnant?' Sophie asked.
Biana shook her head. 'We've never had a baby alicorn before. But I'm pretty sure unicorns are pregnant for eleven months. So maybe it's the same?'
'Do you think Silveny knows?' Fitz asked. 'If her instincts are telling her she's pregnant, maybe they'll also tell her how it's going to work.'
'I guess I can ask. It was hard to get information out of her. All she wanted to tell me about was--'
'STOP!' Keefe said.
'I wasn't going to say that. She was telling me that she's really hungry. I'm not sure if it's a pregnancy craving or an excuse to get more treats, but she went on and on about how she needs more swizzlespice. We'll have to find a way to let Jurek know.
'Do you think he already knows?' Fitz asked. 'He's the equestrian caretaker at the Sanctuary. Maybe he...saw stuff.'
'WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT THE GROUND RULES?' Keefe shouted, covering his ears. 'That's it, this conversation is officially over. Next person who says "alicorn" is getting pelted with fruit.'
'What's wrong with the alicorns?' Granite asked behind them.
He'd arrived with Mr. Forkle, each of them carrying stacks of scrolls.
'Silveny's pregnant," Sophie said, and all the scrolls went THUNK!
'Are you certain?' Granite whispered, bending to gather the uncurling paper.
Sophie nodded, and Mr. Forkle rushed to her side. 'Tell me everything.'
'And I'm out!' Keefe said, covering his ears and singing, 'LALALALALA! I CAN'T HEAR YOU!' as he raced up the stairs to the boys' tree house.”
― Shannon Messenger, Neverseen

“It takes some getting used to,' Mr. Forkle said. 'But what you're seeing is a visual representation of each other's moods.'
'So that means if I do this...' Keefe tickled Sophie's neck.
'GAH--everything just went supersonic!' Fitz said.
Sophie snatched Keefe's wrist as he reached to tickle her again. 'Don't. You. Dare.'
'Whoa, now everything's red and ripply,' Fitz said. 'Is that because she's angry?'
'Precisely, Mr. Vacker. Every time her emotions shift, the patterns and colors will change. And with practice, you'll learn to interpret what you see.'
'Okay, but...can't they just say, "Hey, I'm feeling this?"' Keefe asked.
'People aren't always honest about their feelings--even with themselves,' Mr. Forkle told him. 'Plus, many telepathic missions involve stealth and secrecy. So for this exercise I'm going to need both of you to forget everything around you. Let the world drop away, leaving only you two.'
Keefe sighed. 'Just tell them to stare into each other's eyes and they'll be good.'
'None of that, Mr. Sencen. From this moment on, you have one job and one job only: to judge their translations of the various emotions I'll be triggering.'
'Triggering how?' Sophie asked.
'You'll see soon enough. And you'll go first, Miss Foster. For this to work, Mr. Vacker, it's crucial that you not react externally. No yelling or thrashing or screaming or--'
'Uhhh, what are you going to do to me?' Fitz asked.
'Nothing you won't survive. Consider it an exercise in self-control. And try not to listen to his thoughts, Miss Foster. Study only the changes in his emotional center and make your deduction. We begin now.'
Sophie closed her eyes and focus on the colors weaving around Fitz's mind. She was about to ask if she was missing something when the pattern exploded into a swirl of pale blue tendrils. The color felt to bright to be sad, but also too wild to be peaceful.
'Tension?' she guessed.
'Kinda close,' Keefe told her.
The laughter in his voice made her wonder what had happened to poor Fitz.
She tried to think of other emotions as his mind turned electric blue.
'Shock?' she guessed.
'That counts,' Keefe said. 'Though the best answer would've been "surprise."'
'Is that an emotion?' she asked.
'Indeed it is,' Mr. Forkle said. 'One of the most common emotions you'll experience as you navigate someone's mind--hence why I chose it as our starting point.'
'Can I talk now?' Fitz asked. 'Because that was seriously disgusting!'
Sophie opened her eyes and tried not to laugh when she saw red fruit smashed all over Fitz's face. He wiped his cheeks on his sleeves, but that only smeared the pulp.
'I think I'm going to like this assignment,' Keefe said. 'What else can we fling at Fitz?'
'Nothing for the moment,' Mr. Forkle told him. 'It's his turn to interpret. Everyone close your eyes. And remember, no cues of any kind, Miss Foster.'
Sophie counted the seconds, bracing for the worst--and when nothing chaned, she opened her eyes and found Mr. Forkle with his finger over his lips in a 'shhh' sign.
'Um...confusion,' Fitz guessed.
'That works,' Keefe said. 'It started as anticipation, but then it shifted.'
'Very good,' Mr. Forkle said. 'And well done, Mr. Sencen. I wasn't sure you'd recognize confusion. It's one of the more challenging emotions for Empaths.'
'Maybe on other people,' Keefe said. 'But on Foster it's easy. Why are her emotions so much stronger?'
'Honestly, I'm not sure,' Mr. Forkle admitted. 'I suspect it stems from the combination of her inflicting ability and her human upbringing. But it was one of the surprises of her development. Much like her teleporting. Okay, Miss Foster, it's your turn to guess again.'
She closed her eyes and watched as the lines of color in Fitz's mind blossomed to a snowflake of purple.
'Pride?' she guessed.
Keefe laughed. 'Wow, add more fail points to Sophitz.'
'Quiet,' Mr. Forkle told him.”
― Shannon Messenger, Neverseen

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