As Hamish spoke, Larissa was busy hoisting her bag onto her shoulder with one hand, and lifting Magnus' cage onto the trolley with the other. She sighed wistfully, not really knowing what to say. There seemed to be a lot of that about lately, what with the tournament's end and other rumours.
"One more year..." she murmured in agreement, barely noticing as Magnus began to hiss in protest at his sudden shift in placement. "...Merlin knows what it's going to be like, now."