"Not more than once, if ever," Rodolphus laughs at the idea. "I meant I was living with her." It makes sense to him.
Rodolphus eyes him critically. "You are awfully thin." He leans in closer. "What's that?! He points to Severus' neck.
"I don't suppose you could get another one?" his tone is wistful. All his lovely skulls are gone. "Well...," he temporises, "since it's you Severus, that will do me for now. All right then, lets go see them. I'm starving anyway." He tugs down his shirt. "Surely you know where there's a place to get a decent breakfast."