Not for the first time in this conversation, Cash couldn’t understand how he was the weird one here. He frowned at Ford. Cash clenched and unclenched his empty hand again. He had just had a stone, hadn’t he?
Cash sighed. ”I’ve been better,” he allowed. ”But I’ve — been worse, too.”
He wasn’t sure how much Ford actually wanted to know about how he was doing — and how much Ford just wanted to make sure that Cash wasn’t going to generate a dementor again.
Cash sighed. ”I’ve been better,” he allowed. ”But I’ve — been worse, too.”
He wasn’t sure how much Ford actually wanted to know about how he was doing — and how much Ford just wanted to make sure that Cash wasn’t going to generate a dementor again.

MJ made this!