George listened, he had few other options. although he knew he could not stay and listen to the young man much longer, otherwise he would not have any chance for Supper and he would be late to the Council, and considering it was he who had called the Emergency Session, to be late was possibly the most embarrasing thing that he could do.
"Thank you, Master Lloyd, for your concern," He said, moving to his hat-stand in the corner of the room, putting on his hat and his long-tailed coat, ad then picking up his cane, "But I am not heading straight home. I have to have supper first." He explained, although he stored the boy's words, if only to show that madness and panic had already gripped London in the wake of the morning's press.
"Did you read the Morning Chronicle today?" He asked suddenly, opening the door and readying himself to step out of it, but giving the young man, slim but still well-formed, the oppertunity to walk with him.