"History," Freddie says, and it's both approval and tease all in one, some murky morass of a tone. "A valuable subject, no doubt, but so very vague. Surely you can be more specific than that, Sir Bellamy?"

She'd like him to be, that much is obvious. It makes answering his question more difficult, but also makes it far more interesting, and Freddie has always been one to value interest over ease. She remembers now that little hint of interest when they first met and she mentioned the University, recalls the sharpening of his gaze, the glint in it. She hadn't really noticed at the time, but there it is filed away in her brain. She looks at him more closely now, assessing.

"We can find history of all sorts within, but I can hardly say more specifically until you do."