Becky and I go way back. Like a whole twenty four hours. And where I'm concerned that feels like a fucking age.

[ He smiles, all teeth, a playful mask to the fact that the snarling and howling in his head has left him shaken. ]

Hermione Granger. How exotic. [ A little shrug of his shoulders, the tilt of his head. ] Looks like we get to call each other neighbor. I'd invite you to my humble abode but it's very plain, torturous chic, if you know what I mean. [ A gesture to their cage. ]