Harry stared back, though he was very careful not to meet Midnight's eyes. After a long moment, he sighed and shifted his staff to hold it in the crook of his elbow and pulled the glove off his hand. "I would ask that you don't tell anyone what you see," he said first, then straightened out his scarred but healing fingers and gave Midnight his other palm.
John didn't have to be told twice. He followed Pam easily, leering at her backside as he did so.