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Amery would have thought on the abnormality of the situation-- a Ministry conference room, covered in blood, with two badly slashed, beaten up brothers lying in random spots-- it probably looked very suspicious, and Mackenzie being the one to show up with the intention of treating them added an entirely new level of bizarre.

But, he was slightly busy feeling very much like he was going to either spew the entire contents of his stomach, go to sleep and never wake up, or stand up and display a tremendous amount of adrenaline-charged energy, or some mixture of all three. Amery could feel Mackenzie by him, and the moving pressure of her hand and wands. It actually felt kind of nice.

Or it could have been the delirium talking.

Amery let a few words that sounded like mush come out before shutting up.