Though Alastor didn't flinch, the slight radio speaker feedback came from him anyway - the hands on his middle made his stomach flip in a way Alastor hadn't experienced before, and he wasn't sure whether he hated it or not.

"You're degenerate," Alastor replied instead, rolling his eyes a bit and not pulling away yet. He had a favor to ask, after all. "You'll keep this physician you pick out from recalling anything outside of these meetings, won't you? Put your little hypnotist trick to good use for once."