Wolfgang’s answer to his question is a good one. The right one. They didn’t even hesitate. Sinclair really, truly, with all his black little heart wants to know what they were going to say next, but then they change the subject, and they change it like that. If Wolfgang is reading him, they’re doing it with the most innocent poker face he’s ever witnessed. Gabriel might have to take lessons.
“Girl, you’re one to talk,” he says on the edge of surprised laughter.