"I'm feeling entirely entrapped this minute. Is this why you worked to get me out here in my nightclothes? Wicked man," he says with a laugh, finding such comfort in the peace between them in that moment. It's easy to have these talks, to share in this moment and not have it be about the past, even as they're talking about the past.

"I'll only go back for friends, for Pansy and to see my Mum. I have no interest in returning there. I would rather live in the states," he says, making a face. "Not that I'm rushing off for their either."

He's quiet though, considering that and what he's thought about getting. He looks away, actually blushing though it's only the slightest tinge of flush to his cheeks. "It's dumb. I mean, it's not even original. I've thought about getting a dragon," he admits.