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Marcus Flint (marcedflint) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Marcus shrugged slightly, at both the acknowledgment and the question. "I don't know," he admitted quietly. "The Healers haven't been able to tell me anything I didn't already know." Which he felt couldn't be a good sign, not with as quickly as his mother had been declining while still at the manor. It was harder to judge now that he didn't see her everyday, but he had to imagine that he would have heard if there had been any improvement, at least.

It was a relief to be back in his flat though, and he was getting settled back into his own routine, or as much of one as he could with the break from Quidditch. "How've you been?" he asked, more than happy to steer the conversation away from Phillipa - she took up enough of his time and thoughts, and didn't need to intrude on his outing with a friend.