"It's not like opium you know," Rus laughs. "Being addicted to chocolate's normal. It's not like withdrawal is going to send you into fits."
"Only as a weapon; not for magic," he explains. "I'll wager he had something else before the harp then. Arthur had a sword before Excalibur."
Rus shakes his head. "I meant daft and colourful," he says grinning again. "Trelawney, Trelawney?" Now he frowns. "That name sounds familiar."
Rus makes sure to get a bite with both rabbit and turnip and hands the fork to Severus. "Too valuable to waste I guess." He shrugs. "You should try it with the chocolate cake." He runs his fork through both and pops it in his mouth. "Chocolate and turnip go very well together," he says, mouth full.
Nothing specific besides the name. That's got to be one that was avoided in England for quite a while. 'Fraid not. :) *considers who is squishing and accepts (as long as no one is looking)* That was about what I had in mind; Rus could follow Xel but he couldn't find him. He might narrow it down as to where Xel was, but he couldn't actually catch him. It'll be monstrously frustrating, I'm sure. I think that Rus would only have heard of Trelawney as the person who told about the prophecy. I'm not sure though.