[ But he's interrupted by those flowers, this time the ones that are chiding Holland. So he turns to them, which feels only a little bit ridiculous. He has, after all, been speaking to magic all his life: ]
None of this is any of your business.
[ And then, blessedly, the flowers chiding Holland actually stop. Sure, the ones going after him are still relentless in their derision, but at least one set of the flowers have calmed down. A pity only the ones talking at Holland would listen to him, although he assumes that's by design.
He also assumes Holland won't extend him the same favor. ]
Does it matter now? I thought you would kill me to keep me from going to White London. I did what I had to.
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[ But he's interrupted by those flowers, this time the ones that are chiding Holland. So he turns to them, which feels only a little bit ridiculous. He has, after all, been speaking to magic all his life: ]
None of this is any of your business.
[ And then, blessedly, the flowers chiding Holland actually stop. Sure, the ones going after him are still relentless in their derision, but at least one set of the flowers have calmed down. A pity only the ones talking at Holland would listen to him, although he assumes that's by design.
He also assumes Holland won't extend him the same favor. ]
Does it matter now? I thought you would kill me to keep me from going to White London. I did what I had to.