It was just that, for all he’d said This won’t change anything, he’d hoped it would. Not that Rufus would forgive him or ask him to stay, exactly, but that he might at least give Luke a little longer, instead of pushing him to find the money and get out. You should have begged for his forgiveness rather than his prick, then, he told himself, and went off to find Mr. Pagan and ask for the sodding key of the sodding mithraeum, since that was what sodding Rufus wanted him to do.
