Husk inwardly huffs as Alastor makes it impossible to make sure he doesn't have a fever or something. Why can't other people want to make sure you're okay? Husk just wants to help.

"I mean... You are very possessive over your property." Husk should know. He's been owned by you for HOW many years, Alastor?

"I wouldn't think you'd be willin' to share your radio tower."

Husk will mull this over in his head, but first, he'll take a nice, long chug from his whiskey bottle.