Whatever it was that Able had interrupted was up for debate in his mind, but it obviously hadn’t been good. Despite the fact of smiling at the sight of David’s bleeding nose, it had quickly fallen when he saw Eric standing there. The smile dropped and he just watched them both curiously before he slowly stepped inside. Great. One witch was bad enough but two? He’d seen the wand. At the free hand, Able just looked at it before looking back up.<br/><br/>“Apologies, but I don’t shake hands with things I might kill eventually down the line. Please understand it is nothing personal, but I just like to be kept an honest man.” And, actually, it wasn’t. He didn’t dislike Eric at all and, if he had given David the broken nose, he might actually like the guy. Out of a show of good faith, however, he raised his right hand and, two middle fingers just slightly bent forwards, returned a sign of ‘no harm’ that most halfway intelligible creatures understood, even trolls and that was saying something. Strangely enough, it was the embodiment of what Able had just said. Even creatures who were sworn enemies would often, if it was a random chase of them meeting and both were too tired or in a rush, give the sign and both pass. It wasn’t an ‘I like you’ or even ‘I accept what you are’ and it certainly wasn’t a ‘I won’t kill you if I see you again’ but it was a ‘no harm at the moment’ gesture. Able had found this one particularly useful in his hunts.<br/><br/>“Nor as smart, I’d like to wager,” Able responded cordially with a nod of his head, hands gently clasped behind his back as he smiled softly. However, when Able’s hands had gone back, the right one had gently ghosted over the top of where his gun was, causing the black smoke to part gently to show the hilt of it; he just wanted things to be clear between Eric and him as well. Even though he would be at a great disadvantage, the shade wasn’t ever one to take a threat without being tit for tat.<br/><br/>Ignoring David’s comment all together, mostly to agitate him and make him feel a little more belittled than he must already be, he only gave a polite nod to Eric about Charlie. Of course he wouldn’t. He wasn’t a message boy, after all but he rather liked creating this sort of formal courtesy in front of David it to do nothing more than get back at him for time lost. In addition to this, he turned and watched the back and forth between them take place, a pleasant smile cured on his lips as though this was all something he greatly enjoyed. And it was.<br/><br/>As Eric took his leave, he just continued to watch David, the smile fading however. He wanted to ensure the other knew that Eric had taken any amusement or kind feelings with him when he’d gone out the door. At each use of magic, the man seemed to take on an even more soured look on his face, disapproving of each and every word and action it produced. Still, he stayed silent and didn’t outwardly say anything. That, however, was about to change.<br/><br/>If he had eyes, he would have been glaring. Not saying the void and a slightly squinted gaze didn’t do the trick, but the effect would have been something grander had they been there. Did this twit really think he could be up to the task of doing real work, or was he just enjoying wasting his time? That had to be it. Besides, he was a selfish little witch, from what he had understood. Well, that’s what he wanted to understand at least. He thought, for a moment, about returning and just saying David had said no but he knew that Charlie would find out somehow. Jaw clenching and setting hard, there was a pause before he finally couldn’t help but loosen his tongue.<br/><br/>“Magic for fixing your nose. Magic to clean up your mess. Magic, even, to destroy evidence of your failures? Huh. Tell me again about wanting to have a normal life? I mean, did I miss part of that, or has it changed since we last met?”  The whole scenario had left Able with a smile as wide as a Cheshire, thinking back on how beaten back David had seemed a moment ago. “You know, at first I was going to get annoyed with the whole you going along with me, but I don’t have to worry about that, do I? Someone like you won’t make it with the team and, if you happen to somehow impress Charlie, then I know you won’t last one day. Know how I know that? Magic is dampened there, and that means the normal tricks you do every day won’t work in the walls and, from seeing you only for a few annoying moments, I can tell you’re someone who couldn’t live a minute without your precious wand. Gods forbid you have to do something for yourself for a change.”<br/><br/>Well, apparently he was going to get all of his spite out for the moment. Part of him hoped that David would tell him to leave now. Tell him to turn around and screw his team. He was banking on it, in fact.