Our Heist

On our way to the outskirts of Hackney, Casey doesn't say a word to me. I thought he might offer an apology to smooth things over seen as we might end up dead in a few minutes. Nope, nothing. His words are all for Prince; complimenting his appearance and flying capabilities. I'm on the fence wherever to make the first move. We're nearly there. I cave in. Fly alongside him.

"Fly safe out there 'kay."

Silence. I'm being blanked. Click. Totes get what he's pulling here. "You won't sabotage this mission by making me feel guilty. Ignore me all you like. You're the one who'll be guilty if I die in Spindle Tower."

Casey makes Prince fly higher. Away from me. I did try.

"He better not be getting cold feet," says Geordie.

"Oh no he's got it in his head we'd be compatible as a couple in another dimension." Best to keep things simple. Geordie would throw a fiery fit if he knew Casey was trying to sabotage my part in the mission.