Barty shook his head, not speaking for fear that his voice would betray him. He took another sip of his tea to fortify himself before saying, "No. No, I just heard about it. It sounded terrible. I'm glad that you're all right."
He was glad, immensely so. Padma and Debi represented what he might have if only he was given the peace to enjoy his renewed life. He smiled at them both, wondering whether he'd ever had normal friends like this before. He doubted it very much, based on what memories had returned to him.