"That's a shame, really," Tate perched on the edge of the table. "Because you're quick on your feet and creative and I saw a future for you in law enforcement, if it pleased you, but that is a field wrought with journeys that are all about the journey."

He didn't want to speculate on the newspaper thing and was immediately sorry he'd brought it up. "They discover new things all the time. Anyway. Maybe you should save antlers for the really deserving?"