He does his pants up again. Slips his robe back on, doing the buttons. And, just like that, it's as if nothing had happened.

"I'll practice," he says, tucking his wand back up his sleeve. His limbs feel heavy, but his mind is sharp and clear. Clearer than it has been in awhile, really.

Looks like their bit of "fun" really was enough to clear his mind. Now, to hope that the effects stick.