"I know. Otherwise I wouldn't be interested. People don't think it because you're all–" Scorpius vaguely gestured at him. "Fit and muscular. Brains usually don't come with brawn." He happened to be a classic example of that. He was all brains with no brawn. Just tall and skinny.
Scorpius frowned behind his sandwich. He didn't want to hear Hugo talk about their future. As much as he'd like to know they had a great flat and a comfortable living.. he didn't. He didn't want to think about that other Scorpius that Hugo knew so well. It was daft, but there it was.
He was jealous of himself.
"Do you think we'll ever get to leave this island?" Scorpius abruptly asked.