"Of course it's fucking quiet. What you think we all just sit around in our dark hoods and share the intimate secrets of the crazy shit we get asked to do?" he replied in his own heavily sarcastically laden tone, before sitting back and taking a breath, and then a large mouthful of his own drink.
"Higgs knows nothing, and Monty and I never discuss work. And no, I'm not going to blab. I've got my own problems just as severe as yours." He wasn't happy about it either, and if the Lestranges took it to themselves to get rid of his in-laws, then in his eyes, that was just as bad as what Cass was being asked to do.
"It's none of your business if you go round screwing guys, and I wasn't judging you before," he added, just to let him know he wasn't homophobic. "All you have to do is just write up what you find at work, bring it to me at the pub, and I'll make sure it gets to the only person who knows about this."
"And I'll even swear to you that it won't come from my lips if it ever gets out." He just hoped Daphne would understand that he just had to keep some secrets for his mission. When this was all over - when all was said and done, he could bitch and moan to Cass afterwards.