Ron was in the mood to be agreeable, which was rare enough - mostly, he just wanted to make sure his day came off without any explosive incidents that might hold him too long after hours. And if his partner on this case was inclined to try to be friendly, he was going to work with him, whatever he might have thought of him at school. Right now was the time to be practical. He left file behind with a little regret, and took the one Montague handed him.
"Cornfoot?" he said with mild surprise, reading through the brief account with a sinking sense of dread. He and Stephen hadn't known each other well, but they had been in the same class, and Ron didn't remember him as being particularly flighty or incredible. And all of this stuff about blood and runes and dead or dying does was not encouraging. He would have liked to have been able to discount it. The symbols were a complete mystery to him. His first instinct was to take them home and show them to Hermione, of course, but - vacation.
"Yeah, I'll definitely come." He lay the file on the table. "I've got to get out the door by five this afternoon, but I'd like to get a start on it. Where are you thinking of looking?" The only clue he could see as to location was ... bricks. Not helpful. She could be anywhere, and he had to wonder whether the vision - if it was true - was prophetic or simply revelatory. What if she was already dead? "Do you think it's - you know, real?" he asked reluctantly.