"No, really!" Rus hastens to reassure him, patting him on the back.
"I'm sure he does," Rus says darkly. "And the less said of them both, the better." He gives Severus an incredulous look. "I don't want to examine them! I want them to stay safely locked away inside my head!"
"Fenrir?" he asks quietly, gathering the penguins a bit closer, as if he expects Fenrir to burst out of an alley and gobble them up. "No, of course not," Rus answers himself. "If it had been Fenrir, you wouldn't be here and I'd have your skull in a place of honour on the mantle. Who was it?", he asks Severus.
Rus makes a rude noise and gesture at the mention of Fudge. "One of the best allies we ever had," he mutters grimly. "He had his head so far up his arse, you couldn't get daylight to him by pack mule." Another noise, but no gesture, at Karkaroff's name. "He got exactly what he deserved," he gloats. "Coward!" He hastens to reassure the penguins, deciding that one more sardine each won't hurt them. Not as penguins anyway. "Too bad," Rus shrugs, not entirely sure he knew why Severus wanted a camera in the first place. "Get one when we're done and keep it on you. Then you'll always have one handy."
That's quite all right. I understand. Rus isn't patient very often, so that's taken care of. But he's hardly a fan of DD. Actually, that name was pretty mild, but I'll try to keep a lid on it, knowing it upsets you/Sev. I don't know how he can get his neck to bend that way! I wish I could! I can definitely see where that would cause bad memories. By association if nothing else. *Rus eyes them suspiciously* What's wrong with fingers? Or getting more skulls? ;) "Must be nargles."