He poured the glass of wine for her and handed it to her silently. "Not missing..just hiding." he said after a bit. His father had disappeared after the end of the war but Adrian had a decent idea where he was hiding, not that he intended to speak to the bastard anyway.
He sipped his wine and looked at her quizzically. "Sooner rather than later?" he was curious what she was saying although he had a pretty good idea. He needed something stronger than wine and it crossed his mind to leave and head for the pub where his team mates were drinking the night away. He hung his head and sighed. "I am tired of thinking about this, I just want to play Quidditch and retire to some exotic location with a pretty bird." he forced a smile and looked to where she was sitting. "I'm sorry, Trace."