Ilinca just kept smiling her enigmatic smile. She didn't go after coworkers regardless, it was bad for keeping the peace. Also it made Kennet cross, and no one liked making Kennet more cross. "There is a joke in there somewhere," she replied. "Or several, depending how you take it."
"I do like London, but I won't be sad when we move on," she agreed. "I've shopped, I've seen the sights, I am ready to leave. Then energy here is thick enough to cut, and almost none of it good. And we seem to be at the center of it all, and drawing more of it in upon ourselves with each passing night."