[I actually didn't know it could be hereditary, so I learned something too! I've always thought of it as one of those things that's just so poorly understood by the medical establishment. But your doctor's metaphor both makes sense and is kind of horrifying to picture. It's amazing what botox can sometimes help with though, like they're using it to treat migraines now too? Who would have thought it when they started to use it to treat wrinkles! Also, I kind of wish I had space to put a desktop for gaming, but alas we are laptop people in a crazy small London flat. My partner has a super shiny MSI gaming laptop, but I can't afford something that high end.]

The nod that Aurus gave acknowledged both that he would do as Charles asked and take care in his conversation with this student, and also that he would respect the boundary being drawn around the topic of the man's sister. It was, however, a reminder of how much he still had yet to learn about the man. He knew some elements of Charles' past, but at the same time it was clear that the ghosts which haunted him had many tales yet to tell and that Charles guarded those closely.

Would the man open up to him more after tonight? Aurus hoped that he would, but he could also accept that it might take a much longer time.

He let his hand slip away. "You have my word that I will be as sensitive and careful as I am able," with Charles' student, with Charles himself.

Then, feeling that perhaps this was the moment when they ought to broach the core topic of the evening, he gave a nod to the cup on the table--really a shallow wooden bowl which Aurus kept with him for precisely this purpose. "What do you think, shall I drink and have us begin?"