Cal forgets sometimes that not every security staff works for Peter Beardsley.
He glances toward the back door. Maybe -
No. That's a stupid idea.
But he's probably the only one here (aside from maybe the odd god or goddess, who are unhelpfully hard to identify by sight alone if there are any here right now at all) with even the faintest chance of neutralizing this Sherlock until Milliways sees fit to let him out.
Cal could probably sit and think about this, waffling back and forth, all night, but someone else gets up and goes out through the back door, which makes his decision for him.
"Hold those for me," he says distractedly to Bar, and crosses the room to go outside.
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Cal forgets sometimes that not every security staff works for Peter Beardsley.
He glances toward the back door. Maybe -
No. That's a stupid idea.
But he's probably the only one here (aside from maybe the odd god or goddess, who are unhelpfully hard to identify by sight alone if there are any here right now at all) with even the faintest chance of neutralizing this Sherlock until Milliways sees fit to let him out.
Cal could probably sit and think about this, waffling back and forth, all night, but someone else gets up and goes out through the back door, which makes his decision for him.
"Hold those for me," he says distractedly to Bar, and crosses the room to go outside.