Alicia didn't miss the fact that there seemed to be people surge forward only to retreat back. Apparently he was higher up on the totem pole than she realized. She wondered if any of them had arrested her before. She'd have to watch what she said today. They weren't alone, not really. It brought reality back to the moment and she hated it. Her smile a bit more forced but she tried to brush it aside. Times were different, she knew that. "I'm a beast. I don't know why you refuse to accept that." She was a bit surprised by the return of the hug but didn't shy away from it. What she wouldn't give to be able to really ask how he was.
"Should I call you Mr. Undersecretary, then? Or do you insist on my adding the senior to it?" She didn't want to question the fact that he was hanging out with her in public. Didn't want to jinx it. She was an ST and an ex-con now, there would be a time that hanging out with her wasn't going to be an option.
"Armpits and ankles mostly," she said dryly, knowing she had been full of shit about her weight from the start. She didn't eat much in Azkaban, the chocolate had gotten her back to normal. "Can't you tell? I'm fine. Same old, same old. Crashing on Weasley's couch for awhile. How are you? Without the bullshit if possible."