Clotho eased against Henry. "You're a smart man, Henry Townshend."
Lachesis nodded her agreement. "You have nothing to fear here."
"Your friends will back you up," Atropos added.
The girls were seated around Henry harem style, Clotho next to him on the couch, Lachesis perched on the arm and Atropos behind him. At that point, the Crone began playing with his hair. He HAD said it was high praise.