'No, no,' he quickly reassured her. 'I only want to pass on some information and can't do it myself with these shits stuck to my heels—'
'Shall I call the lads? I've only got to shout and you'll have those snoops off your back.'
'Oh, come on. You want a riot to break out? The row over the bench ghetto for non-humans has just about ended and you can't wait for more trouble? Besides, I loathe violence. I'll manage the snoops. However, if you could . . .'
He brought his lips closer to the girl's hair and took a while to whisper something. Shani's eyes opened wide.
'A witcher? A real witcher?'
'Quiet, for the love of gods. Will you do that, Shani?'
'Of course.' The medical student smiled readily. 'Just out of curiosity to see, close up, the famous—'
'Quieter, I asked you. Only re
