Scorpius could hear how much Hugo wanted to go back, how much he missed it for more than the big pyramids and tombs.
"They made you a teacher?" Yes, he did sound incredulous, but the smirk on his face showed he was mostly teasing.
"It's good you love your work." Most days, Scorpius loved healing, but there were other days when he thought he would have been better off doing something his parents hadn't nudged him into. He wondered if Hugo knew that, but didn't ask.
"At least you like what you're doing, even if it doesn't always take you where you want to go. And – I'll admit it – it sounds cool. I can picture you wearing a lot of dragonhide and carrying a whip."