I am worried. I'm worried about ...this horseshit. About how you justify it to yourself. No one's going to get hurt now. No. But how far are you going to take it? What are you going to become? That's what I'm worried about. But since you've obviously decided that looking like your wealthy is worth more to you than your own bloody humanity, it's out of my hands.

[and what could he say anyway? My cousin magiced himself an expensive flat?]