Cash made a generically neutral sound with his mouth. The Ministry was boring, is what it was — but he should try not to complain about it too much, because the Ministry was his life now. (His life needed — something more, and Cash knew it, but did not know where to find that. And it would be unfair to ask Theo.)

"Well, there's the election," he said after a beat, "So everyone's rather frantic about that." Cash wasn't; his father would eventually tell him who the acceptable candidates were, and he would not dare to think about it intensively before then.