"Harry," I said slowly, "Who were you talking to?"

"Nobody."

I rolled my eyes. Seriously, he knew I had vampire hearing. "I heard you talking. The phone's not working, Mister is out and I just came back from taking Mouse for his walk. So spill."

There was a long pause.

"Myself."

"Yourself."

"Yeah."

I shook my head. "As long as you aren't hearing imaginary voices." I paused and eyed him. "You aren't, are you?"

"I solemnly swear," he said, though I couldn't understand why he was suppressing a smile, "I am definitely not hearing imaginary voices."