"No, I don't think that would go well," Noble agreed; the MacFustys were a disaster of a family, and Grace would have been miserable. Also, they lived on a weird island, and Noble was not into the concept of visiting his sister there. He angled himself upwards again, standing briefly on his toes - and sighed.
"She's talking to another debutante," Noble muttered to Ford. Having friends was well and good and important but they really needed Grace to communicate with at least one single man tonight. They were on a bit of a time crunch, and Grace was - well. She was lovely but she was odd and Noble was worried that the single men of the world were not going to Get her; they needed to find one who would. "One of the Fawley girls, I think."
"She's talking to another debutante," Noble muttered to Ford. Having friends was well and good and important but they really needed Grace to communicate with at least one single man tonight. They were on a bit of a time crunch, and Grace was - well. She was lovely but she was odd and Noble was worried that the single men of the world were not going to Get her; they needed to find one who would. "One of the Fawley girls, I think."