[ He gives a faint apologetic smile at the nudge, and leans against him instead, feeling the warmth of the moonlacing flicker and blossom under his skin. ]

I can pay for it, but yeah, that’s the plan. With all the chroma I need for my magic anyway, I’ll have plenty to spend. Hopefully.

[ He chuckled about wringing his neck, but the chuckle died at the final suggestion. He stopped leaning, the moonlacing ceasing as the contact did, his brows pinched. ]

No.

[ The word had a firm conviction to it, though he looked away. ]

No, even at the last case, we won’t do that. For one... if he had enough information to find Huli, he would have done so. A rescue operation wouldn’t be necessary, it would already be complete. I don’t think Huli even told him where he was going, the night that he got abducted, so we would just be forcing him to relive it for cruelty’s sake.

[ He paused, turning sorrowful eyes on Harry. ]

Two, after seeing what it did to you... It should never be used on a living creature. I’ve seen the spell, now, and it’s... If I have any chance of convincing him to give up the dark magic he’s developed, I can’t use it against him. Or anyone. Ever.

We’ll find another way. No one ever believes me, but there’s always an option that won’t wound.