"That's funny. Because I feel almost as if you're always here, distracting me. Case in point -- " Anthony made a hand gesture to indicate this very moment as Michael's presence was severely distracting him from his very important research, never mind that he was also messing up Anthony's order for things.
He glared at Michael's feet for a moment before answering. "Yeah, Justin. And considering he didn't actually come by for sex," the unsaid part that nothing would have happened even if he had very much loaded into that one word, "it wasn't very hard. Plus, he has a personal interest in it." After another moment, Anthony decided that it was indeed still bothering him and he knocked Michael's feet off his coffee table, gathering his pages of parchment to reorganise all of it. Again. Fucking Michael.
"He actually wanted to talk, seriously. About there being Muggles who are having the nightmares. And the warning system is an idea to hopefully help in the event that someone comes after one of them." He replied, thinking himself on the owl he was still waiting to hear back on his mother from regarding his father. He was sure that he probably should have asked in person, but potential mortal danger aside, he really didn't want to see his parents very much.