Noble was worried. Ford would have to explain himself, at least to some extent. He didn't know where to start. He tugged at the strap of the satchel again, readjusting where it sat against his shoulder. He could start there, he supposed, except that he still wasn't ready to let go of it. He took another sip of his drink.
"I bought an invisibility cloak last week," he said, which was as close to starting at the beginning as he could come. That was the first concrete action he'd taken, the first step he'd undeniably taken. He had the urge to laugh again as a thought occurred to him, but suppressed it and instead added wryly: "Some of the London shops still take our credit."
"I bought an invisibility cloak last week," he said, which was as close to starting at the beginning as he could come. That was the first concrete action he'd taken, the first step he'd undeniably taken. He had the urge to laugh again as a thought occurred to him, but suppressed it and instead added wryly: "Some of the London shops still take our credit."
Set by Lady!