Cyril blinked in surprise and stepped back slightly. Lucius' spewing thoughts did not come as a surprise, but the content of them did. What the hell did that even mean?
"Another poxy spell," Cyril replied, clearly irritated, "can't seem to stop saying everything going through my head. Looks like it's not just me though. Lucky you. Still, apparently I did the same thing when I was sixteen Christ this is so fucking annoying!"