"No. No, you're right. I need to think about that stuff. I have to be on my guard." Harry insisted, forcing a tight-lipped smile. "I don't want to get a different job if I don't have to." He shook his head, reaching over with his good hand to gently grip her arm. "Mum, don't worry about my rent. I'm sure Bas is taking care of it. Apparently they found me in an alley behind a bar or something, it was next to the restaurant I was going to meet Bas at for dinner. Maybe whoever it was doesn't even know where I work..."