Sunser grinned.
‘Do?’ he said softly.
‘I think I’ll tie you up with rope, really hard.
Then me and my fried will go looking for some pretty stones - pearls to you - and when we come back -‘ he stopped, and pulled his finger across his neck ‘Like the idea?’ he said to me.
‘Yeah, but don’t make a song about it,’ I said. ‘Where’s the rope?’
‘In the cupboard,’ said Sunset, and pointed with one ear at the corner