Adrian's heart sank a bit at Rodolphus' simple assessment of Draco. To be perfectly honest, he'd love to see the young wizard tortured at the hands of every Renegade until he broke and joined without thought.
But he was back to his usual optimism at Rodolphus' reassurance. Of course he'd go up in the ranks. He'd been by Rodolphus' side since he'd heard the wizard was still alive and he wasn't about to leave. And he'd soon have his spoils and his choice of spoils. Life would be good once more.
Adrian stared at the place from which the older wizard had disapparated. "Right, good-bye then." He glanced down at the Playwizard in his lap and felt a bit of color return to his face. Then again, that had been his plans earlier in the evening and now he had a few knew things to consider.