Yeah? [ There's a considering pause while Lamber weighs that information. While his instinct is to laugh it off, if there is anyone who would make a contract for a year and a day for a book, it would certainly be Childermass. Besides, if it's to further the cause of English magic, he supposed Childermass wouldn't joke about that.
When he comes up to sit beside him, he shifts his weight slightly, just enough to companionably press his hip to the magician's, although it's the barest suggestion of touch. One has to wonder if it's deliberate or refexive, a response that's becoming all too automatic. ]
Really knew what you were doing when you signed up, huh? [ Okay, the playful nudge in Childermass's side is definitely deliberate. ] What's so important about this book, anyway?
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When he comes up to sit beside him, he shifts his weight slightly, just enough to companionably press his hip to the magician's, although it's the barest suggestion of touch. One has to wonder if it's deliberate or refexive, a response that's becoming all too automatic. ]
Really knew what you were doing when you signed up, huh? [ Okay, the playful nudge in Childermass's side is definitely deliberate. ] What's so important about this book, anyway?