"Wonderful, that's one less person." Stephen called out casually as he turned to Fandral, offering him a playful smile.

Harry gripped onto the hunk but looked at Hartley in utter bafflement. "Uh... who the fuck is that?" Well, he thought it was a fair question. "Am I hallucinating? Do I know him? -- I think I would have remembered him?"

"No, you would have. This is Fandral. Fandral, this is Harry and Hartley, the ones you wanted me to come for." Stephen gestured at Fandral and then moved away to set up the bed. "He was my motivation for coming, like I said, moved by your tale. He's the sap."