"He sings, he plays guitar, he's rather good from what I hear. I don't know, I can judge that noise." He'd rather go home and listen to good music. Like BTS. Not that he'd inform Barty of that but he was just saying. "I'd rather listen to Liszt, personally."

Taking Barty's hand, he smiled and exhaled, nervous but trying to ignore that. "It'll be fine. He won't tell anyone and -- and it'll be fine." Yeah, he was totally chill about this.