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Well that explained some of his lost time as it hadn't really been lost and Nigel wondered if his clock was running fast for some reason or another. Elinor wouldn't have done that...to send me home early...would she? the former Ravenclaw mused to himself. Before he could give it much thought, he was handed his lunch, the smell of the sauce permeating its wrappings. "Smells good," he remarked which wasn't a lie in any way regardless of whatever meat was in fact included in the recipe currently waiting in his hands.
He followed along behind her through the doorway to the back of the potions shop after making one quick move upfront, the sounds of the door amplified slightly when he was in the back so he could respond. As expected the lab director had made herself at home in the place that had been first his and Valentina's and then simply his sanctuary in the apothecary. Nigel could only imagine what someone might think of him allowing that sort of behavior when he usually came off as closed off and reserved. Or at least it HAD been his usual behavior.
"Well," he answered simply, "Thankfully no mischievous children," the shopkeeper added, following his words with a discrete knock on the wooden surface of his desk. One could only hope that eventually the generations might realize it wasn't wise to try and push his buttons to see how he would react. Though Nigel inwardly doubted that time would ever come to fruition.
"And yourself?" he returned, finally taking his own seat behind the desk. The container of hot food set down in front of him with the smell escaping as he awaited an answer. Eying the apple he had noticed Elinor took out of her bag, Nigel couldn't help but wonder if that was all she in turn was going to eat.
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