Meanwhile, I have to find a way to write this book so that it doesn't consist of endless scenes of Will writing plays while Kit vaults from bed to bed.
Kit is highly enamoured of this vaulting from bed-to-bed idea, the little minx. He may be difficult to control. I may have too much connection with him as a POV character, goofy-looking goatee and all. (I've said elsewhere that whenever I let my characters get laid, they get fractious. He's starting off that way. Sigh, just what I wanted: to write a new classic of swashy SFF. Not.)
And more timelining to do tonight, when I get home.