Oh, Francis really wanted to pee on the walls of this church.  Edmund didn't know why he was surprised, but he did know that running through these streets was disorienting and magical.  He followed Francis' lead unquestioningly, breathless laughs disappearing behind them.

"So fast," he shouted at some point, but it was not angry.  When they slowed to a stop in front of the church, Edmund was gasping for breath, but he was grinning.  His cheeks hurt.

"What now?"  The boy turned to Francis, questioning but thrilled.  "Well, I know what, but I don't...  I'm not sure how!"