Nine perched himself on the branch slightly higher up, checking the pockets of his duster for a counter bet. "Well, since the we have yet to see anything particularly bizarre since we landed, I'll see your wager and raise you 13 pence and... a pen from the Great Exposition that I nicked when I..."
Took Rose. Damnit.
"Ten should be here, you know," he muttered, more to himself than anything. "Three of us together, that'd be something. Shame I never got to meet him."