Cass sighed, leaning back on the sofa, trying to find the words to say this without sounding ungrateful. Yet there was no real way around it.
'I guess I always hoped to be able to go back one day,' he said finally. 'When things were different, when the war was over, I-' He sighed. 'I must sound like the most ungrateful idiot ever, I know this is a good thing.'
It just didn't feel like it.
'I don't know how to explain it. Maybe it's... You don't just stop being an Auror. It's not something you do, it's what you are. At least for me it is. Even now, I still think of myself as one - one without the option of working at the moment - but still an Auror. It's stupid, I know,' he said running a hand through his hair.