Meanwhile, across London...
Two ravens, one of whom was also, somewhow, a certain knights Temporal Lieutenant, wre perched on top of the spire of St. Paul's Cathedral in London, doing what ravens do on such high perch- ah, lets just concentrate on their conversation...
"What're you blubberin' about? It could be worse, we could both be 'uman and guardin' some big clock somewheres. But that bloke did scare me, I ain't ashamed ta say."
"I AM human, Bill - by the way, what is your name, really - I'm human already, or at least I was. Why'd you have to go and open your beak about me being a raven? I warned you, Mollesley's got wizarding on the brain, he'll try anything just to see if it works."
"You ARE a raven, you lout. You never stopped bein' one, doesn't matter if you was in sommat else's body, you're STILL a raven, you're in everybody's collective, er, uncon, sommat, what that weird lady said." Bill thought for a moment, and decided to take a slightly different tack. "You're in all our 'eads as 'Looby,' and as 'Marley,' what used ta be Esme's adopted boy 'Clumsy.' You're also 'uman as well, and that won't change neither. You might forget it after a few centuries, speakin' from experience, but yer bowth, so you'd better get used to it. Can you still work magic? "
"I haven't tried."
"Might be a good idea ta try, clumsy as you still be, beggin' yer pardon. Well, if ye're through wit yer bizniz, lets be off tae ye're billet, mum'll be glad ya finally come ta yer senses."
"You mean she knew?!"
"We all 'know', why d'yer think we follows yer everywhere? Idjit." Bill flapped away for the spire, then flapped in midair waiting for Marley. "Will ya stop with the pussyfootin'? Ya want me ta shove ya off, like Daddy Longshanks used ta do?"
"No, No, I'm coming, alright?" Marley said, standing up and taking a step forward as if he were a human trying to walk in midair, then catching himself with his wings just when it felt like he was going to fall.
"Sheesh, You look jus loik Lord Millstonn when he committed suicide. can't yer take off any better'n 'at?
"I'm still thinking like a human, alright? And who's this Lord Millstone?
"Millstonn. And never yer bloody moind, It's sommat I used ta know. I already told yer 'ow old I am, near enough...
"What?!"
"Never MOIND, lets just go."
A sexton, who had been sweeping unmentionables form teh walkway inside the lower part of the spire, upon hearing the ravenly speech looked out as the two flew away, and and took his flask form inside his coat. "Two ravens. An attempted murder, haw-haw." He pulled out the stopper and upended the bottle onto the roof of the dome below. "Bloody stuff..."
