If you take to wearing one in public no one would be the wiser as to whether or not it's needed.
[ The invitation is taken; door closed behind him, seat claimed in the course of his reply. There is some minor pause while John arranges his crutch, slanting across one thigh. ]
[ His lip curls up wryly. He rises as Silver sits and goes to his sidetable; his hand hovers over a carafe of tea, and then a bottle of brandy, waiting for the tilt of the man's head that will indicate which beverage is preferred. ]
It felt as though we slept a month, yet without a single rejuvenating benefit.
I don't know enough about spirits to judge one way or another, [ John admits, because it costs him nothing to offer such a truth to Byerly. ] Did you ever see her before? The Herald?
The Rutyers are, I believe, distantly connected to the Trevelyan tree by a few stray twigs, but certainly no relation close enough to justify a visit in life. And in death - Well, I have not been interesting enough to merit a visit by her vaunted spirit.
Perhaps not heed, per se. I don't think ghosts, spirits, et cetera, can really be trusted. But whether it's a trap or a gift, it's worth finding out which.
Something to foist onto the Research Division, I assume?
[ But in the same breath— ]
Wysteria Poppell and that Rifter, Stevens, are collecting accounts. It occurred to me we might want to look into some of the locations and see whether or not there's anything worth cultivating.
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[ The invitation is taken; door closed behind him, seat claimed in the course of his reply. There is some minor pause while John arranges his crutch, slanting across one thigh. ]
Flattery aside, how has the day found you?
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[ His lip curls up wryly. He rises as Silver sits and goes to his sidetable; his hand hovers over a carafe of tea, and then a bottle of brandy, waiting for the tilt of the man's head that will indicate which beverage is preferred. ]
It felt as though we slept a month, yet without a single rejuvenating benefit.
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[ Then, smoothly— ]
Pour a generous splash of that into my tea cup, if you would.
[ It's that kind of morning. ]
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How's your captain's mood? I can't imagine he was well pleased waking up from that dream. [ Well. ] From either dream.
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[ A sidestep as much as an honest question. Whichever the dream, the end note had struck a particular chord. ]
The trappings aside, I'd like your impression of the Herald and all the warnings imparted.
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[ But the confusion is more theatrical than real. Less archly: ]
I suppose the first question is whether it was real, or something false.
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[ A little amused curl of his lip. ]
The Rutyers are, I believe, distantly connected to the Trevelyan tree by a few stray twigs, but certainly no relation close enough to justify a visit in life. And in death - Well, I have not been interesting enough to merit a visit by her vaunted spirit.
Yourself?
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Nothing but stories. And never in a dream.
[ But to the point— ]
All that to say, do you think we should heed the warning?
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Perhaps not heed, per se. I don't think ghosts, spirits, et cetera, can really be trusted. But whether it's a trap or a gift, it's worth finding out which.
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[ But in the same breath— ]
Wysteria Poppell and that Rifter, Stevens, are collecting accounts. It occurred to me we might want to look into some of the locations and see whether or not there's anything worth cultivating.
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Do you have any inspiration as to what we might cultivate?
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[ Which of course they're hoping to avoid. ]
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