The pegasus relaxed, slumping back onto his haunches in relief. The crumbled Hoovesweek he'd been keeping under his wing fell out and bounced away. It reminded Bertie why he'd been talking to Harvey in the first place. "Glad to hear that, then, old boy. Hurrah for our soldier Johnnies! I'll make sure to be away somewhere safe." Along with anyone else he might be able to warn.

"I should probably go check with Jeeves on the matter of touring, then, what?" And other matters. Several other more pressing matters. He scooped up the wayward copy of Hoovesweek to keep Harvey's eyes from wandering. "We'll ring round to your house once I've got him to say yes to the thing."