Miles managed a chuckle as he downed his drink in one go. He was going to make the most of this party, that was certain. "So, you know I love coming to Italy. Besides, it's been ages since I've chatted up your mother. How's dear Eva?" Now he was just being cheeky, but he loved stirring Montague up about her.
At the mention that Verity was still sick, Miles raised an eyebrow. "You know they have a cure for the pox," he said, trying not to feel that horrid gut feeling at the thought she might still be suffering. If she died...
He couldn't think on that now. He just nodded. "So, where's my bloody gift mate? And don't try to tell me that your presence is gift enough. That one only used to work on the ladies, you stingy bastard."
"Or are you just pissy because of your brother?" He said the last after noticing that Cass wasn't in earshot. Last thing they needed was for an auror to overhear their conversation.