"You've erased Ferris's memories and won't allow him to speak to me alone. Every time I see him he has a new injury."
“The memory erasure was a problem, yes, but it’s temporary. As I’ve already explained to you, the injuries are self inflicted.”
“You seem to think the worst of me, Fleur, so I will not trouble you any longer. You may return to your room.”
Ferris was still by her door, but he was sitting against the wall. He looked up when she approached. “Hello.”
