i live and lie for you

He went to sleep after that with a smile on his face, even considering what happened in between.

Then, just to make it even better, he dreamed his way to Milliways again.

Now he has a deck of cards, the comfiest armchair by the fire, and a table just big enough for a cup of coffee and a game of solitaire. Whatever arbitrary force dictates his outfits around here has decreed that tonight he gets the clothes he wore to his interrogation, right down to the green-and-purple socks. He hasn't bothered going up to his room to get a jacket, although he did duck into the bathroom to check his makeup; it's a little smudged, but not worth the bother of a touchup.