He had planned for them to eat in the kitchen, but then he didn't care much where they ate and only smirked as Percy fussed over him. He wondered if he realised just how long he'd ventured out into town while he was at work. Granted it took forever to get to the centre of town, and he was utterly exhausted by the time he made it back, but it was moving somewhere other than between the kitchen and the garden and that was reason enough to live with the exhaustion and pain.
He didn't argue though, but sat down in the sofa and relaxed as he waited. 'I've thought some of where to get a new wand,' he called after Percy, waiting for him to return to the room. 'There is a wand-maker in Rome that is supposed to be good. Not like Ollivander, but good enough. If I'm not mistaken the Montague's usually get their wands there though some of them has used Ollivander too.' It was rather surprising that he hadn't thought of it before. He knew Emilia had got her want from him.