He pays her eyeroll no heed and, after a moment, rises to his feet, wandering over to inspect the far corner she pointed out to him. Testing his view of the rest of the room, he vanishes momentarily into the shadowy hallway before reappearing with vague satisfaction. As efficient a hiding place as any.

"Let's hope he doesn't have a sudden aversion to bookshelves or fascination with dark corners," he says dryly.