"So Harry. Do you want to tell me everything, or should I read your mind?"
"Will it hurt?"
"No it shouldn't."
"But tell me if I go too far."
"So how is he?"
"Oliver's fine, but at St. Mungo's right now."
Harry noticed that Ryan was covered in blood, cuts, and bruises.
"What…?"
"I'm fine. I'll just take a shower first if you don't mind."
"Help yourself. And thank you again."
Harry fell asleep before Ryan returned.
Ryan however delved into Harry's thoughts and put everything into prospective.