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Viktor Krum (snitch_snatcher) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Misha peered almost shyly at her. Viktor's lips pressed tot he crown of the dark head. He did smile briefly at the touch, giving a soft coo back at her at the touch. It wasn't his usual enthusiasm, but it was better than nothing.

His face showed his gratitude at the offer quite openly. "I don't want to put you out," he said, meaning it. "He's just been so fussy the past few days, and I can't seem to put him down for a second without tears and everyvone glaring at me." Like he was a bad parent and a rude person, but when his son wasn't feeling well, he really didn't want to leave him with only the elf, and there were a few things he simply couldn't get by owl.

He did hand over the parcels. "Thank you so much. I just need to shrink them, but he has been on my vand side since I vent to the store."