"I know. 's why I said more danger, Reg, don't pretend y'didn't notice." And there's affection even in the quiet criticism.

The admission gets him smiling softly, squeezing his hand.

"Thank you," he murmurs, and he means it wholeheartedly, "Even if it made her-- do all of the rest, later, thank you for then. It was-- so much."

His voice fails him, then, because he can't talk about it still. He's certain Regulus knows, anyways.

"Do. 'm still here thanks to you, and I'm grateful for that, no matter-- what it entailed."