Francis laughed a little, though he didn't sound all that joyful. "Yes, it is a little desperate. Is it funny that I feel grateful though, even if I'm still confused over this whole thing?" It didn't pass him at all that Arthur spoke as much about himself as other casters of the spell. Would now be a good time to remind him with a hug that he didn't need to be desperate anymore? Probably not. Walking into the kitchen, he checked on the casserole right as his timer went off. "I don't know. Is there some kind of spell to figure out if someone has cast the spell?" he asked as he poked the casserole with a fork.