Re: Ben, Bryn
"Yes, I can see how you could. I hate music, I don't even know why I'm here," he said, grinning. It felt good to grin, and he was glad he'd come tonight even though he didn't know Jacob. "I don't think it will turn into Eros. There's not nearly enough alcohol." He held up his glass of brightly colored water, charmed to taste like something else.
He reached out and squeezed Bryn's arm. "There's nothing to be ashamed about," he said seriously, knowing just what memory had put that look on his best mate's face. "But if it makes you more comfortable, I could cast a glamour. I'm pretty good at them." He was good with most charms, but glamours were something of a specialty.