Crane turned to look at William, a puzzled expression on his face, "'Our days together in Her Majesty's service?' William are you saying that you have enlisted?"
Crane turned and walked directly to where Rebecca and the young man were standing, extending his hand it was more of an order than a request, "Let me have that!"
Casting an ice cold glare at Rebecca, Crane spoke, "In our present situation, with people attempting to kill us, there is no such thing as a 'private matter!'"