"Who said I'm shocked? Don't gotta be shocked to wanna know what's been bein' said, do I?" She takes a long drink of her coffee, exhales as she lowers the mug and sets it down, then finally does up the last few buttons of her shirt. The tie stays undone. "So there's approximately no chance you don't know what happened here, huh?"

"Your whirlwind, here," Ferrier glances sideling at Erin, "has not shied away from such truths at all, non. I am, however, not your priest-" ("Be bleedin' weird if you were, suddenly.") "—and am simply glad to hear you took a night off, for, I believe, the first time since..."

"Arrite, arrite, we don't gotta spell it all out, Christ."