"Ah, you're right. Brilliant is a much better word. Have I told you lately how much I enjoy that brain of yours? It comes up with the best things!" he replied in a tone that was entirely serious. However, his lips did twitch up in a playful smile that he sent her way before beginning to pull out the necessary ingredients for a turkey sandwich.
"Do you want anything on it? Like mayo or mustard?" he asked, dropping the bread and turkey on the table before going over to collect a couple of plates. As nervous as Petunia made him, the past few weeks had allowed them to develop a flow. Even with his stomach twisted up in knots, being with her was easy. She was kind and her presence just as soothing as it was nerve wracking. Caradoc, for one, could appreciate that very much.