Harry's written. He wants me to get there by mid-afternoon.

Listen. Help me think of something I can give him that he could take with him to know we're all behind him. I can't tell the others anything, really. Anything they know could be forced out and that could ruin everything.

Only, I want him to know, well, that we're his friends and we care, y'know? That we know he's doing this for everyone, and we're with him.