Ernie didn't notice the reluctance in his excitement and grinned at Wayne when they pulled apart. "Of course I look good, and Justin has amazing taste."
He followed along, amused at Wayne's insistence on the experience. "No, Justin's never taken me, nor has anyone else. Is it really that good?"
The moment the topic switched to work, Ernie glowed. "Yeah, I'm a healer at St. Mungo's. Long-term spell damage in Janus Thickey. It's wonderful work, and I love my patients. It's hard sometimes, but... it's worth it. You can know someone for months, years even, and never see any change in their condition, and then one day... something changes, maybe the spell expires or maybe something in their body's makeup changes, but either weay, it breaks, and the patient gets better. But sometimes they get worse for no obvious reason, and it feels like hitting your head against a brick wall."