"I understand precisely what you mean." He waved a hand at a passing server, who he'd instructed earlier to bring a continuous string of drinks until told otherwise. The man nodded curtly and headed off in the direction of the bar.
After so many years of this charade, Argus had rather forgotten to even wonder what it would be like to not have to hide his affiliations. Nevermind that, up until four years ago, it seemed as though he wouldn't have to worry about it at all. Perhaps it would have been better for things to have stayed that way.
Swilling around what remained of this particular drink, Argus finished it off in a gulp and almost regretted doing so. "Augh." The sound was entirely involuntary, and he grimaced at his companion. He didn't want to dwell on such things as official duties anymore. "Draco is graduating this year, is he not?"