"No, I don't really need to move, but it would be easier," Terence replied, taking another sip of his drink. The lager was going down well, he was more than halfway through the pint. "Then again, I could floo. I haven't really decided." There was also the point of living closer to Elle, which was a massive reason for Terence to do anything. Being closer to his daughter mattered the most, after all, she was the reason Terence had given up a perfectly good Captain's position. Not that he minded, Brianna had been right when she pointed out that Terence worked too much.
Terence nodded in recognition. He remembered reading about Davies switching teams. It wasn't exactly like Terence was in any position to judge, seeing how he had just switched teams himself, but at least Terence had done it for family reasons not because his team wasn't doing all that well in the league tables. And in all fairness, the Falcons hadn't been doing that well this year, anyway. Terence did hope that would turn around shortly, otherwise Marcus might pop a vein in his head and that wouldn't be helpful to anyone.
"Yeah, there haven't been that many transfers so far, so I did hear about that one," Terence wasn't really too sure of what the appropriate comment was to Davies' exit from the Arrows. "Suppose he needed to look after himself?" It wasn't the best of excuses but it wasn't exactly like Terence was in any position to defend him, really. He didn't really speak to Davies much, either, so there wasn't even that.