Cass chuckled. 'Now what kind of friend would I be if I said he wasn't as smart as the rest of us?' he asked, leaving it at that. Really Miles was fun and laughs, but he could be as stupid as a broom-twig if a woman pranced by when he tried to think.
He shook off her concerns, shaking his head. 'Just too much work and too few Aurors,' he said, taking another sip. It made his throat feel better (oddly enough) and it was already making him feel more relaxed. 'I'll be fine after a bit of sleep,' he added, coughing slightly. Probably the whiskey.