*There's something uncomfortable in the way Barty sizes Regulus up - sizes up just about anyone. It's unabashed and invasive and alert, like a raccoon whose just discovered an open dumpster. All easy smiles and strange hands, rifling through the litter strewn across Regulus' expression, the detritus evident in every strained muscle.*
You know a lot about them for someone who can't even chase them away. Although I guess that makes sense, doesn't it?
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You know a lot about them for someone who can't even chase them away. Although I guess that makes sense, doesn't it?