Bletchley smiled. "Nah, nah, it was a walk in the fucking park..."
He rubbed his hand across his mouth and for a moment looked past Morgan for a moment. There was too much, far too much to get into in one conversation. Getting pulled from school as he had, to flee and then, and then they'd been found. He didn't know exactly how much his parents had suffered before they'd been killed, but the bodies that were left behind and the state of the flat they were staying in said more than enough.
"I--yeah, guess it goes without saying but I don't want anyone to know about that if it can be helped, right? Looks like I'll have enough trouble at the Ministry, don't need anyone thinking my father was...what he was."