Cliopher raised his eyebrows at him, which unexpectedly made Basil guffaw. “What?” “That was so much—I’ve only just met him but that’s one of his gestures, isn’t it? The way you held your head …” “We’ve worked together for many years,” Cliopher said, resolutely calm. “Ah, yes, that was definitely the look I’d expect to see on the face of a loyal colleague, when you looked up to see your lord standing there in all his Fitzroy Angursellian glory. Don’t splutter, you know it’s true.” “Basil!”
