Wilson considered this. “He does, but he’s on a mission somewhere else and I don’t think he’ll be appearing anytime soon.”

He nodded. “He is.” The trainee laughed and shrugged his shoulders. “Not sure, to be honest, and I’m not sure if I want to snoop around and find out.”

The man took a step back to look at Aleister. “Oh, is it now? That’s a shame.” Veiled relief. “That’s alright. We can still ask around for poptarts.” Wilson walked over to pat Aleister on the back. “How does that sound?”