"Not at all," says Martin, brightening and sitting up a little straighter. "I, er, overestimated how much time I'd need to get here." He gestures at his untouched beer. "Wasn't waiting too long, though. Haven't ordered food yet."

Harry looks well, if a bit tired. The mention of school might account for that, of course. They hadn't really had space to talk about Harry's present life before, so consumed with the rather fraught discussion of his past; Martin is eager to get to know him as he is.

"I didn't realize you were studying," he says, and makes a guess at the subject: "Learning modern medicine? I've heard that's a bit of a grind."