(stopping to glance back, raising an eyebrow.)
. . . what do you mean? they /are/ perfect as they are, those kids' safety wasn't exactly our responsibility.
"security system to the. . ." leaning back on his seat, rubbing his chin in thought. it doesn't sound too bad, but it could backfire.
". . .it could be done, i think. it would be expensive though."
the thought is enough to curve his lips into a slight grin, but feeling that, william covers his mouth so his old friend wouldn't see.
". . .i know, i know. but we can't do anything about that now, all we can do is prevent future incidents." a hand is gently placed on henry's. —
"all these." pushing the lawsuits and othrr papers over at his old friend.
". . .im worried of losing everything we worked so hard on because of them."