Adrian felt the sudden tension under his fingers and looked at him with a frown. He wouldn't have noticed if it wasn't for the fact that his fingers were stroking along Stephen's shoulders. "Hey, what's wrong?" he asked. "Are you saying there's something wrong with helping Purebloods? You know I won't tell anybody at the Ministry if that's what you're worried about."
He smiled and shook his head. "I doubt I'll make as much in a year as I would do in three months if I'd been able to take over my father's companies," he replied. "But it will be more comfortable and more enjoyable, I hope."