None of his sisters ever knew when to let something drop, did they? A stable would have been out of reach even when they had money. Noble took a sip of his drink and regretted coming in here when he could have been brewing potions in peace. "Well," he said lightly. He was going to have to try to get them on a different subject before Verity very possibly tried to rip Ford's head off. "At least a rowboat would make it easier for me to drown myself. Anyone care to join me?"
Noble's definition of 'lightening the mood' was a little loose.
Noble's definition of 'lightening the mood' was a little loose.