“Mr. Fell,” he said. “Thomas. Christopher. Jamie.” “James,” James corrected. “Do not worry,” Matthew said with immense confidence. “I mean, certainly, worry that we are trapped in an arid warrior culture with no appreciation for the truly important things in life. But do not worry about things exploding, because I will not permit anything to explode.”
Why was he so fully well formed at age 13, this has got to be a joke
