"Of course you don't want to." He wouldn't live like that forever, but there was no need to bring that up right now, Barty didn't want to upset Regulus. He was already nervous enough about this. "Your brother plays the guitar and sings, right? Do you know if he's any good?"

He got up, holding a hand out to Regulus. They were ready, no more stalling. Time to leave. "All I know is how much we have in common."