"And they're willing to piss of the fae to get it," Arthur says, but his tone implies that it's rhetorical as he turns to look up and down the street. Ever the paranoid one, he doesn't want to be caught by another vampire marking their territory, even if he has nothing to do with the fae outside a few contacts in the courts. Contacts, including one that he knows will be unbearable once the vampires make their move.

His eyes fall back on Childermass and he tries one more time, even though knows it'll most likely be in vain: "Who are you with?"