Will is no longer capable of surprise as he turns to see Destiny standing there. He even glances at the table the being is sitting at.

Tea, of course.And a selection of tea-cakes. Will wonders, for a second, if there's some sort of Classical penality to be paid for taking food in Destiny's garden.

Then it occurs to him that maybe the debt is already owed.

He sits, far more at home than he was the first time he came here, and pours milk into an empty tea cup.

"How long is some time?"