Re: Dean, Hermione, and Open
"Hey, Hermione," he said, gesturing to the chair. "No, totally free. Go right ahead." Merlin he could already feel that his arms were kind of slower and limper. It seemed unlikely it was visible from the outside, but it felt weird in his body.
"You look nice," he said, leaning back in the chair at something of a slump, head tilting to one side. "I like the theme, even if my bow tie is stupid," he said, slightly petulant as he poked it again.
"How's you?" he asked, deciding that too much formality was overrated, even with Hermione.