"I'm not as concerned with looks as I am temperament," Bond replied. "I like a bit of life. I don't like the ones someone else has taken the time to break. I like clever. I like..."

He looked at Q and twitched a smile.

"Young."

He looked at Q as if he were remembering, picturing the man as a young boy. That he was fond of his slave was obvious. That he was hungry for someone younger and fresh was even more obvious.