"Surely there's something you can do to just have her forget your name? It's not uncommon for such a thing to happen. It would only take a moment." Rus shrugs. "No, but like a said, it's none of my business." He smirks. "The lord of the manor is allowed certain liberties."
Rus sticks out his tongue. Todd brings the drinks and Rus thanks him warmly. "My friend is feeling a bit ill," he tells Todd. "Perhaps this should be his last drink." Todd, still not looking at Severus directly, nods. "Very good sir. No more for your friend."
"I didn't mean permanently," Rus points out. "Just long enough to let him know that there are worse things than eating porridge for breakfast." At a loss then, Rus looks helpless. "Far better you than me. I just might have killed him and there where would we be?"
Woe. :( It's filling but it makes you terribly nauseous. ;)