Exit strategies were second nature to Terrence; he'd had a lot of experience with causing trouble and getting out of it unscathed. A lot of experience. He didn't need much time to plan for it, either, he'd only really decided how to get Anthony out of the castle that morning.
He kept his hand on Anthony's arm just in case, until they'd gotten to the shadows of the trees. He wasn't planning to remove the charm on Anthony, nor his Invisibility Cloak; that could cost them their getaway, or at least suspicion free getaway. But he let go of Anthony when they sat down, and extended his hand from under the cloak, holding out his extra wand. It was the one Z had secured for him, which felt like ages ago.
"Hex all of your journal entries," he said. "All of it. They'll try to track you that way, I guarantee it." He leaned back against a tree and stretched out his legs, careful to keep himself covered with the cloak. He smirked, chuckling. "We'll keep fireworks in mind for next time."
It was a little odd, how easily they'd transitioned from master and servant to partners in crime. Not that Terrence was complaining.