[Anders clutches his cat to his chest with both arms. The cloaking device has given up entirely on Ser Pounce-a-lot and reveals him in all his orangey fluffy glory to any onlooker.]
[grimly:] There is no right place.
[He casts an accusing look at the Initiative operative.] I have better things to do than frolic in the hills. [like wash his hair. That would qualify as a better thing to do.]
Re: [stonehenge]
[grimly:] There is no right place.
[He casts an accusing look at the Initiative operative.] I have better things to do than frolic in the hills. [like wash his hair. That would qualify as a better thing to do.]