"'Course not, that would just be silly. Gettin' into a scrap with no magic, definitely one of the best choices you've made all week."

At least he was standing, and Cass wouldn't ask. He grabbed a hand, pulled it so that the arm went over his own shoulder, and started.

"I'm takin' ye in with me, don't argue. Keep your gob shut, I can see you've probably done enough with it tonight. Don't argue with me or I'll club ye and drag ye back."