What good humour was on Tim's face drops immediately, and he pushes off the bars to look down at Jacobi in a moment of open shock. But then it's gone, buried under a defensive layer of resentment.

He's going to smack Jon. Because it had to be him, he listens to all the tapes and Martin wouldn't.

"Not the ritual specifically, no." His voice is flat again, humourless. "The Circus, yeah."