Re: Anthony
Renwick laid the silver stirrer down beside the cauldron and made his way to the door at the sound of three consecutive knocks. He slid back the little viewing window and peered into the alley. With a loud scrap, he unlocked the bolt and opened the door to permit Anthony entry into the dim, warm clinic.
"Alright! Anthony is it? I'm Renwick Gray," He said by way of greeting as he slid the bolt back into place to lock the door behind his patient, "But you can call me Ren, or Healer Gray, whatever makes you comfy! 'Ere, take a seat, promise I don't bite." He moved across the room and beckoned Anthony to take a seat in the brown leather dentist's chair in the center of the room with a friendly smile. "I take it you're 'ere cause your magic's still gone? How long since you've been able to cast a spell? Can I see your wand? Is that alright?"