[His current project was finished earlier in the day, tucked away and safe. So his time in the Potion Room was, if anything, just to give his mind something to do while sleep was impossible. Not that he slept often anyway.
When he sees her he startles slightly- the end of the week is here, being out was a risk. But by now he can't make himself distrust Bryn specifically]
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When he sees her he startles slightly- the end of the week is here, being out was a risk. But by now he can't make himself distrust Bryn specifically]
... you look wretched. Come, sit.