"You can talk if you'd like; I'm going to keep walking though," Minerva said simply, putting the fag to her mouth and dragging on it. She didn't look at Atlas as she walked down the main street in Hogsmeade.
If he wanted to talk, she wasn't going to stop him. Minerva hoped that Honeydukes was still open. She had promised her gran - er, Alice - that she'd bring back something sweet.