[Barnaby's lost in his own thoughts, it takes him a second to realise he's being addressed, and he blinks and clutches the Shard around his neck protectively.]
A lover? Definitely not. She's... [He turns, regards the winged stranger.] ...someone I've taken responsibility for.
[So he supposes the stranger is right. Meaningful, in a different way.]
no subject
A lover? Definitely not. She's... [He turns, regards the winged stranger.] ...someone I've taken responsibility for.
[So he supposes the stranger is right. Meaningful, in a different way.]