If there’s one thing I’ve learned in all my years watching Earth, it’s that people aren’t what they they may seem. There are shop-boys and there are boys who happen to work in shops for the time being, and trust me, Tristan: you’re no shop-boy.
“SEPTIMUS: There are four of them. Do as I say and we may stand a chance. TRISTAN: Wait! How do I know you can be trusted? SEPTIMUS: You don’t. Why? Do you have a choice? TRISTAN: No. SEPTIMUS: Well then, let’s go.”