He turned pink. Had he mis-messaged again? "I'm very sorry about that.
But I believe we're to meet at the Stone Mill. We can take the tram, since it would otherwise be a bit of a walk."

He had over-packed the basket, so it should be his burden to bear, tempting as it was to hand it off to Crowley.

"While I appreciate it, are you even sure you could?" he said, clutching the basket closer, like a shield.