"The two of you will never be rid of me, then," he teased, though there was a small ache in his chest at the thought of Tristan going to live with Pandora. He could understand it, of course, but that didn't mean that he wouldn't have loved to have his brother back at home. "But you'll have to come visit me and Mum sometimes, at least for tea."
He rolled his eyes at Dora. "I keep telling them they don't have to neaten up my collection, but they insist it's their job. But I think the worst was when I told Gaylord's elf that he'd decided to take his eggs with a healthy heaping of tobasco sauce." He grinned at the memory - if there was ever an opportunity to aggravate his grandfather, he took it.
"But the important things are the same," he interjected. "I haven't changed, at least. Though Knockturn's gone, but there are a few people who still do business that others would think is 'questionable'. I like to lose a few galleons once a month betting on the crups, and I hear there's even an escort service that's started up."