With a sigh that seemed to be a mix of relief and yet a feeling of hopelessness for his comrades Ferghus removed his arms from behind his head, placing a single amiable arm around the new arrival's shoulder he spoke, as if to ignore Nick's earlier name game, [color=a187be]"Those are bad for yeh little Nicky, get outta it."[/color] With a friendly pat on the antagonist's back the Irishman stood up, nodding to Felyse so as to say, "One moment"

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"But if it isn't too much trouble Vee, I could go for a nice hot pot of black."[/color] Relinquishing another typical grin he scanned the room again and finally to the boy dangling below him. With a shrug Ferghus spoke in a rather hushed tone, [color=a187be]"One of these days yer gonna open up right below meh there Felyse. And yeh can't help but freak me out all the time can yeh?"[/color] Finally he lowered himself to the cafe floor in order to grasp the younger boy's arm. [color=a187be]"Yeh know I don't like candy."[/color] He spoke so that only the boy half-way intersected by the floor could hear him. 

As if to no one in particular Ferghus spoke again, reiterating his statement about the professor, [color=a187be]"Now that more of us are here, the doc hasn't been around lately, which strikes me as odd. Now I'm not such the type to worry, but I've never seen 'im leave beyont."[/color] adding with a shrug, [color=a187be]"Ehh, there's nothing for it."[/color]