Much had shown Arthur a few photos on his own phone – he'd even managed to snap one of the three lads tangled up in the net, which was hilarious – but seeing the images of his mates flit across the screen, shot after shot of them happy and grinning and pratting about, well, wasn't that just something?
They'd stuck together. All the sinister shit conspiring against them and they were still smiling. The thought settled over his jangling nerves like a soft fur blanket. "Cor," he said with a slow smile. "How about that, eh? Christ, Tuck needs to nosh more on his own cooking, he's a bloody skeleton. Hey, did you know he's with Scarlet now? Like, with him with him. C'n you believe that? Here I always thought Scarlet was making eyes at Al."