"Yes, well," Antonin made a small fireball in the palm of his hand and tossed it to the other, where he made it vanish. "Morag and I don't tend to notice heat and cold that much. Bad weather, on the other hand, could be hard on a boat not built to take it."
"Friends help friends, Dora," he continued. "This is generally a self-entertaining group. My time is yours, when you need it."