Laurent hesitated. He caught the tip of his tongue briefly between his teeth, because something did immediately come to mind. "Maybe," he said, and poured the tea.

It would be a risk. He'd have to trust Gansey, and take him out of the lair. And if Gansey betrayed him and ran, he'd have to... what? Kill him?

But if he tried, it would make Gansey happy. Laurent wanted to see him smile.