She made some gutteral noises, motioning towards the back of her head with her eyes. He untied the gag.
The first thing she did was take a breath of air.
“Well?”
“Well… what?”.
“Would you like to explain this to me?”
Patrick rubbed his neck. “It’s kinda complicated, and…” He hesitated. “I don’t want you to hate me for my stupidity. I have been, let’s face it, a real idiot. I mean, probably the biggest idiot in the history of idiocy! And, and…”
Sarah gave him a frank look, then smiled. She sighed in mock exasperation. “Alright, I can stand to wait until later. But you’ll have to work quick to get me out of here, I don’t know how much this place echoes.”
Patrick thought. Then an idea struck. “No, not yet.”
Sarah’s eyes widened. “What?!”
“We’ll let Mr. Slither and Spunky think they’ve won. We’ll have a system, see? We’ll strike at the perfect moment, to catch ‘em off guard.”
“How will we know what the ‘perfect moment’ is?” she asked.
“I’ll know. You can trust me; and this time I mean it.”