He checks himself thoroughly. “I saw some people in The Orangery earlier on’ he tells you. ‘Looked like they were playing some tunes in the garden there and then getting free jacket potatoes. You seen that? Should we go down there, maybe they are handing them out to everyone.”
He looks at you longingly, hanging on your very words. He muscles are set to start walking and you feel, the state this guy is in, walking and talking may not be mutually compatible.