"Indeed I am." Lucius gave a grim little smile. "I've always thought it might have been better if they'd shortened it a little."
It was clear Flint wasn't comfortable discussing his father, which more or less answered his question. There were any number of reasons a young man might not want anything to do with his father, but when his father was a Death Eater, it would be a waste of time to go hunting for other explanations. It made sense, of course, that an athlete might not want his reputation called into question quite that way. Public opinion could be such a troublesome thing. "Well, maybe I will. These are busy times for everyone, it seems - and successful ones, for some. I'm sure your father's doing very well - it's his sort of climate, isn't it." And should have been his. "You're lucky to have each other - valuable connections on either side."