"Thank you," he said, smiling at her and sitting back somewhat from the desk he was at. "Yeah?" he said when she said there was nobody else in. "I apparated to my door this morning and I swear sometimes the brain work makes me zone out more than the painting does," he said. He gestured towards the sofa, inviting her to sit. That space at least was almost totally free. One open book with a bookmarked page sat on one of the arms, but otherwise there was plenty of space to sit down. There was even a decent free path to it.
He picked up his tea and blew on it before taking a careful sip. He sighed, looking over at the assorted potions equipment and grimaced. "Yeah. If I was doing each portion individually on a different canvas it wouldn't be so bad, but doing them all on the same one is making interactions a bit of a pain in the arse. I think I found a method where I can create a block between the different sections so that's not a problem, but I'm not totally confident with the steps or how it'll react with the complete mask for the alternate layer, which means another round of test canvases," he said. He set his cup down and ran a frustrated hand over his face and hair. "Frankly if I was the sort to pull my hair out I'd probably be doing it by now, so please, for Merlin's sake just talk to me about something else for a while?" he asked.
"Sorry, I mean you don't have to, the tea is great, but this thing is driving me up the wall." A thought occurred to him and an amused chuckle escaped him. "If I was a Disney character there would be some epic song montage thing happening right now!" he joked.