Rabastan put the vial away, having identified it as a mostly harmless quantity. "At any rate, I don't want to talk about Severus. I'm going back to," he shuddered slightly, "Muggle London, to collect my things. I should be back sometime this week." He stood, nodded a fare thee well to his brother and made his way out of the house and then the wards. Just outside the wards, a nearly inaudible crack sounds as he dispprates away from the grounds.