Janos only appears in three or four scenes in this book, and probably about that often in the others. And it's a damn good thing. As I described it today, "He's mostly a shadow around the edges of things. You know he is going to at some point do something absolutely horrifying, and so you're tense every time you see or hear of him." Like the monster in a good horror movie.
And when he does show up, it's a ballet of psychological manipulation, today with strong implications of patricide and sexual violence. Yeah. This guy needs to not be onstage very often, if only for my own sanity. The fucker is Shakespearean-villain in tendency and action.
Also, as creepy as he is when he is using his gifts, I have discovered a way for him to be even creepier when refusing to use them. Go me?
Anyway, that is done, and I can move on to writing up the Harvest Festival, which will not leave me feeling like I need a shower after writing it. For now, though, bed. I am already medicated. So if I'm not making total sense, that's why.