"No, it's surprisingly that you can see my brilliancy, but I understand that it happens rarely, so I forgive you," he answered, smiling. "And yes, those things would have gotten all dirty with blood and brains. Really disgusting."
James nodded. "Right there in front of me. Like I couldn't see that he was storing it for later. It's disgusting."
He sighed, because he knew that Scorpius was trying, but he really couldn't be in one room all day long. "I know they want to help, okay? But having secret meetings without us to decide what we will do is the best way to ensure that I do the reverse." They should know better than to expect him to go along with anything imposed on him.
"You assume that I'm always serious. I was dealing with new werewolves and a kidnapped woman. I'm sorry if I sounded too worried for your taste. I'm also guarded in front of people I don't trust, but now-" He shrugged. "It doesn't seem so important." Not if he was going to die soon.