He shrugged, a very similar gesture to the other man's. "Please do. I was never much one for preamble, myself."
Henry listened to the man's words, said with the kind of conviction and ease that indicated truth-- or at least belief in truth. But the other man had never been other than plain with Henry, so it helped him take the words at face value.
"More magic," he said uncomfortably. "I just had an... old friend mention something similar.