“When I say “debate” obviously I mean a standup row, which we’d had in my workroom whilst watching a pair of hastily summoned vorehounds eating Lavender’s corpse. It wasn’t the nicest evening I’ve ever spent with an attractive woman, all in all. I won in the end, somehow. Now I’m no Sir Galahad, I think we’re all pretty clear about that by now, but that wasn’t the point. The cut on her face and the burn on her arm might have healed over already, but she was clearly still hurting for all that... she was trying to hide it. Add to that the fact that this whole mess was of my own making, and on top of that I still didn’t even completely understand why she was helping me at all. The Furies were her main interest, not Wellington Phoenix. He was nothing to do with her at all, and everything to do with me. She was only doing this to help me out, and it had already got her hurt. I didn’t feel like I had any choice, not if I wanted to be able to face myself in the mirror the next morning.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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