"I have to admit, it is more convenient to do it that way. My Aunt and Uncle's house elf can cook an orgasmic prime rib roast, which I always ask for whenever I go home for dinner," Jake said. "Ah, Healer Davis who assisted me in your treatment is my cousin. Her parents raised me, but Tracey - Healer Davis - seems more like my Aunt than my cousin," he explained, not knowing why it was important for him to do so.
Jake nodded, understanding Regulus' position - whatever it was. He still wondered what or who had given him the potion that nearly killed him, but if Regulus wasn't saying then there was nothing Jake could do to press the matter. It wasn't his place anyhow. He was there to heal, and Regulus had been.
"Perhaps I will call on a favour in the future," he remarked, smirking. He couldn't help it. For an over sixty year old, Regulus was very handsome. And Jake had always been known to be flirtatious with patients.
"Then I wish you success in that. It is going to be a large culture shock for you outside," Jake informed Regulus, but not elaborating on anything in particular. He didn't know just how different it was going to be for the other wizard from what Regulus had been used to. Jake hadn't even been born when Regulus died.
He nodded, for he himself had concluded it could only have been dark magic to create such an imbalance in the magical world. Jake then grinned, raising an eyebrow. "Good thing I know a potion to help with such a thing. My Aunt tells me cucumbers are good for undereye bags," he said.
"So, your last round of testing all came back clear. I've told administration to prepare the parchment work for your release. It's been a pleasure being your Healer - Regulus."