Scorpius hated that this was what he liked about Hugo. The smartassery, the acerbic wit, the tempestuous emotions simmering right below the surface, threatening to explode at any moment. Hugo was someone who could and would push back, and Scorpius missed that.
"Can you stop being a berk for just a minute?" he asked, completely serious. "I'm not joking. I want to talk to you."