James lets go and steps behind the desk, gesturing to the chairs in front of it.
"Have a seat, then, both of you."
He rummages in the desk drawers for a form and a biro.
"All of space-time to choose from," he grumbles, "and we're still stuck with the paper part of paperwork . . . Right." He points the biro at Howard. "I'll have your side of it first. And your name."
He heard what Howard was shouting and he's far from unsympathetic.
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James lets go and steps behind the desk, gesturing to the chairs in front of it.
"Have a seat, then, both of you."
He rummages in the desk drawers for a form and a biro.
"All of space-time to choose from," he grumbles, "and we're still stuck with the paper part of paperwork . . . Right." He points the biro at Howard. "I'll have your side of it first. And your name."
He heard what Howard was shouting and he's far from unsympathetic.