Well, that certainly sounded completely and utterly unreassuring, but Bob supposed that as long as Beckett was okay with Saporta being involved in the project, Bob had no reason to complain. It wasn't as if Bob was some matchmaking busybody after all, unlike certain headmasters he could name. "If you're sure," he said with a nod, straightening and stepping away. "Well, since there's nothing more to be done about this for the time being, and I have a gaggle of fourth years to babysit in about five minutes, you may as be on your way, Mr Beckett. If," Bob added, giving Beckett a sharp glance, "you promise to come back in about an hour and a half so that I can take fresh blood sample. I'd do it now, but like I said—fourth years."