To Jess' silent gratitude, she didn't follow up her nonplussed response with one of her usual teases. That was more than fine by him. He wasn't going to look a gift horse in the mouth.
"Trying to keep things from falling on us, getting supplies in easy reach should we have to get out of here in a hurry, that sort of thing," he replied, a straightforward answer. "Taking precautions might at least give us a better shot should something go wrong." He was doing it whether some of the town residents wanted to chalk yesterday's up as a one-off incident or not. Lightning could strike the same place twice, he knew that, and he wanted to be safe. He wanted them all to be safe.
It was an impossible dream here in this backwater nightmare, he knew that, too, but it was something to aim for. If poor odds frightened him off, he'd never have been able to sit for that placement exam in the London Serapeum.
"Why, what were you doing? You're tearing through here like you lost your best friend." That was a poor choice of words, and Jess regretted them as soon as they were out of his mouth. It wasn't the most heart-warming comparison to make when he actually had Thomas behind in one of Ptolemy House's rooms like a piece of junk.
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"Trying to keep things from falling on us, getting supplies in easy reach should we have to get out of here in a hurry, that sort of thing," he replied, a straightforward answer. "Taking precautions might at least give us a better shot should something go wrong." He was doing it whether some of the town residents wanted to chalk yesterday's up as a one-off incident or not. Lightning could strike the same place twice, he knew that, and he wanted to be safe. He wanted them all to be safe.
It was an impossible dream here in this backwater nightmare, he knew that, too, but it was something to aim for. If poor odds frightened him off, he'd never have been able to sit for that placement exam in the London Serapeum.
"Why, what were you doing? You're tearing through here like you lost your best friend." That was a poor choice of words, and Jess regretted them as soon as they were out of his mouth. It wasn't the most heart-warming comparison to make when he actually had Thomas behind in one of Ptolemy House's rooms like a piece of junk.