"What?" Corrie's shouting startled Lorcan back away from her, his eyes widening. He'd thought she'd got what she wanted.
"I'm not in gaol, or dying, or even about to run out of money so long as I can find that pawn shop," he said, half way between bewildered and trying to be soothing. "There's no reason to worry about me." Unless...yes, there were a lot of unlesses, things that could happen, things that could go wrong. But nothing that he knew would happen, and with Corrie upset he knew better than to bring them up. He didn't think it was the time to speculate.