Laughing he watched the change that came over his friend, he was real proud of his place that was for damn sure. But seriously, he should be, Diamond was serious business and it was going to make a mark on pureblood history. If Adrian’s father had been alive he would have been one of the first members, the idea that there was a club that was meant for only the worthy would have made the mean old man utterly too happy. Now Adrian had conflicting thoughts on muggles, muggle-born, and halfbloods. Granted he had seen a side to the muggle world that wasn’t much seen by the wizarding world. Both had evils he would rather not think about.
Raising his brows he considered the offer, not really sure what he thought of it. “Maybe… I figure all the sorts I’m hiding from are your main clientele…. But maybe.” With the grin that Astrophel got just mentioning the place he didn’t want to shoot the guy down. And it was an interesting idea.
Following his friends gaze, “You want me to ask?” Returning his gaze to Astrophel he was really starting to wonder what had happened to this guy. He had been so put together and serious all those yeas ago. Now he couldn’t even remember a simple interaction. “Or maybe you were three sheets to the wind, drunken tirades can get pretty fucked up.”