He shrugged when she asked him if he was alright. "It's nothing a few hours of sleep won't cure," he responded, taking the seat beside her, he glanced her way. "Which, will be much easier to get now that I'm not so worried you'll hate me for the rest of your life .... you won't ... right?" He was mostly kidding, but there was a part of him that wanted to make sure she wasn't going to ... which of course, only proved to annoy him. When he had become such a girl, he wasn't entirely sure.
"Besides," he shrugged, "a bit of stress is something I'm quite used to, what about you?" It was a good question. She was tired. It wasn't hard to figure out, then again it wasn't hard to figure out why she was so tired. On top of the thing with him being an Auror, she still had to deal with her other responsibilities. "What about you. Are you still doing double orders?" For once, he wasn't interested in the job. He was just interested in her.