She rests her chin on her hand after a moment, shrugging. "I took Corella out and played with the dragons and seem to have misplaced my husband for the moment. Which would be all right if I didn't think he had the book I'm reading with him. Hence the boredom. Fancy some tea?"
Peter nods. "And--still doesn't know that we aren't. I think he's beginning to suspect something is wrong, though. He asked if he shouldn't ask if I expected to ever go home."
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"Always."
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"I might," she admits, "be a bit bored."
That doesn't mean he gets the shilling back.
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"Well, now I'm not. Perhaps the shilling is cursed."
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Lucy tsks.
"Not very responsible of you."
She rests her chin on her hand after a moment, shrugging. "I took Corella out and played with the dragons and seem to have misplaced my husband for the moment. Which would be all right if I didn't think he had the book I'm reading with him. Hence the boredom. Fancy some tea?"
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"It would ruin the tea."
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"Though I prefer to think of it as us having good taste."
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He returns after a moment. "I saw Professor Kirke today, Lu."
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Her face lights up.
Not quite as much as you might think, but still.
"I saw him a few days back. Is he--he was alive when you saw him?"
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Bugger.
"I don't want to tell him, Peter."
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"Nor do I." He shakes his head. "It would be dreadful for him, to just sit there and--wait for it."
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