"Uh, thank you," Harry said, uncertain that it would be wise to reply to any of the rest of it since it seemed part of another conversation that the pair had been having before. He made a mental note to ask Charlie if there was something that had gone on between him and Tonks after he'd left England, but he was too tired, and the sensation of having a body too new to think anything more of it.
"Do you have a plan for getting the three of us out of here, because from what Charlie indicated to me, it's not possible to Apparate and we've one Muggle here anyway, so what did you have in mind? Porkey? Floo?" He glanced at Sebastian, who he'd already mentally adopted as The Terminator. He sidestepped just about everything that Capper had just said, but he wanted to get out of here and he didn't want to listen to an argument, either, particularly not about Charlie, with whom he was currently glowingly happy.