((oh right o.o sometimes my memory is not the best ^^' squashed is for the best then!))


"And tell them my sense of smell expanded to the Nth degree?" Lyall asks dryly, eying the little bag and its malevolent contents with misgivings. "I imagine they would send me to psychiatry, not take me seriously. Are you going to go tell someone about your sudden memory of magical creatures?"

He rather doubts it.

"No," he sighs. "Whatever is happening, I do not believe a doctor will have much to say or do for us."