“Do you like it?” He spoke to me normally. No magic this time. “Yes. It’s… it’s interesting.” He pouted, nodding to himself. Something told me he was desperately trying not to smile. “Please. Help yourself to more. I don’t have to speak to the men for a couple of hours. I’ve got time to share the bottle.” I looked at him properly. Really took him in. There was something different about him. Something I couldn’t put my finger on.

