Ron wanted to roll his eyes at the seriousness in his daughter's tone at a phrase that should have been amusing. "Yes, well we've all had to make changes in our lives with the current situation. I think you'll survive without an office." He told her as they left the Great Hall together.
"You can have my tea for the rest of the time that you're here if you want." He told her with a sigh. "Now what is this about, Rosie?" Because he refused to believe that his daughter had gone mental over tea. "I told you before you can talk to me about anything that is bothering you, though I didn't think that meant standing on tables and shouting for everyone to hear."