[That can be the end of it. He can resume the matter of charting their journey and let whatever questions he might have be asked at points where they're relevant instead of simply speculative. Instead--]
How far should I expect we'll be willing to chase this?
[He doesn't mean it as an indictment. Not really.]
[He pauses there, fixing Silver with some penetrating look. There's a crookedness to his own expression - he can feel it in the line of his own mouth, the slight cock of his own head. But after a moment, he is either satisfied (unlikely) or concedes that he has no idea what exactly it is he's expecting to find in the figure John paints there. He scratches out a quick note on the paper under hand, and fetches the ruler back to him.]
That's fair. [He's not wrong.] If you find there's something more I can do, let me know.
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How far should I expect we'll be willing to chase this?
[He doesn't mean it as an indictment. Not really.]
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I don't think Jack Rackham would be best pleased to find we've left her in Minrathous.
[ Which leaves John's feelings out of it entirely. ]
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That's fair. [He's not wrong.] If you find there's something more I can do, let me know.
[Good enough.]