‘I know what you’re doing, Tom,’ Church said when they were back at the apartment. ‘You’ve learned a lot of manipulation skills out there in the Far Lands. But if you think you can get me back wasting my life in a fight I can’t win, you’d better think again.’
Tom shrugged and acted as if Church was speaking nonsense.
‘Especially now you’ve told me I’m supposed to be fighting some kind of universal god of darkness. It’s just insane.’
With infuriating aloofness, Tom ignored Church completely, dropped an LP onto the record player and turned the volume up full.