Morag smiled, but there was something a little sad in her eyes. 'I know the feeling,' she said quietly.. The world had become a very strange place, what with friends getting themselves killed and power-mad toads installing themselves in places of authority. Antonin was one of the few points of stability for her, and she treasured him.
Maybe not just for stability, if she was being honest. As he eyes misted, she thought sourly, Oh, gods, I'm becoming a sentimental girl.....