"As do I," said Anton, but beyond that he didn't dare hypothesise that it might--though it certainly seemed to be headed in that direction. The universe had ways of sabotaging efforts when spoken aloud.

Instead, moving some jars over to his counter to refill them, he observed: "I hope these thoughts sabotaging your sleep are not especially burdensome, Mr von Reinherz?"

It would hardly do anyone any good if Klaus was being pushed--or pushing himself--too hard.