"…I said that theoretically," Rafael muttered.
The ether-car moved in perfect silence, wards humming softly beneath the floor, expensive and utterly unconcerned with distance or terrain. In the front, the driver kept his eyes fixed on the road, posture rigid, presence carefully nonexistent. He was the same man who had been driving when Rafael and Gregoris had… made very poor, very memorable decisions in this exact vehicle, and Rafael could no longer acknowledge his existence without wanting to dissolve into the upholstery.
Gregoris sat on the opposite bench, directly in front of him.
"You kidnapped me," Rafael accused, peering at him from the depths of his blanket like a disgruntled forest creature.
"I relocated you," Gregoris corrected mildly. "At your request. It is either this or accidentally meeting Delphine at a very suspicious time. You know she doesn't give up easily."
Rafael winced despite himself.
"That was emotional hyperbole," he said. "I was upset."
