Now Scorpius does look over, grinning a little. "Didn't work out so well for me last time, did it?" he asks, gesturing to his mouth. It's healed; ironically, it was Al who helped him get that sorted, though he didn't know who the punch had come from. Like poking a sleeping dragon, that. Scorpius isn't dumb enough to do it twice.

At least, not for now.