It would have to be enormous. Much bigger than whatever it was that Kingsley pulled off days earlier. She could only imagine what he had in mind. Instead of answering her question, Antonin simply kissed her lips and promised her that she didn't have to worry about it. As much as she usually hated being brushed off with a patronizing remark, in that instance, she didn't mind. At least he wasn't asking her to get involved in yet another mission that might get her killed. She had enough to worry about with Rabastan.