"Sorry." William sat, starting to run a hand through his hair and only belatedly realising that it still had a puffskein in it. He gestured vaguely with it at Jon. "There's a lot going on right now, I've just been..." He grimaced. "Pulled a little thin."
He glanced at the bottle (with near-equal longing) and raised his eyebrows pointedly at Jon. "Are you okay? I heard you had some Hufflepuffs in a tizzy last week."