"M-hm. You did." Barty kept his eyes on Regulus' face, flashing in and out of view. More solid than he had been before, becoming more and more so by the minute. By the moment, even. He almost felt as if he could lean in to kiss him, so whatever he was doing? It seemed to be working. "You were Seeker. You had that uniform, I can still see you in it."

He licked his lips, smiling. "First time I jerked off, I was picturing you in that. I still remember your face when I told you. You were so scandalised."

Being outrageous, being himself, it seemed to actually do something to pull Regulus closer to realisation.