Elias grimaces a little-- "I believe that's the work of Gertrude. Towards the end there she rather went out into the deep end-- misfiling things and deliberately making important statements difficult to find." He sighs. It's a hard life, Peter.
"As for the others, well. No one's at their best when they're under stress."
"And what's to be stressed about?" Peter says, and the scoff in his voice seems to imply he really doesn't understand. "You're behind bars, the attacks have stopped - really, if they'd just stop meddling they'd lighten their own stressful load."
"Jon's too much of the Eye now to stop looking into what's in front of him." Elias should sound insufferably smug at that-- but he can't quite manage it. Bother. "And the others will follow where he goes."
Peter tilts his head just slightly, the tiniest indication of I expected you to be happier about that, but he doesn't remark on it just yet. Instead, he sips at his mug. "Martin is certainly adequately lovesick. I'm afraid I don't see it."
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"As for the others, well. No one's at their best when they're under stress."
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"But that's the point of a wager, isn't it? Each of us thinks he knows something the other doesn't, which will make events turn out in our favour."