"No rats you know about," Ezra says stubbornly. "Rats get everywhere." He knows. He's seen them get in places people don't think they can.

He lifts his chin now, looking Garth'zel right in the eyes (never mind how much he has to look up). That wasn't a no, so maybe he can keep pressing this. "That's the deal. I want a box, or I won't take a bath."