Malachi gave him a small relieved smile. Before Lavender, he wouldn't have called it crap but he never would be sitting in a chair getting a reading from a Seer. To try to calm his nerves, he tried to remember that he wanted to but some of those sandalwood incenses for the gallery on the way out. Sandalwood has started to be how safe and 'home' smelt to him.
"It still counts, though, right? Since Lavender wants to me to do this, I really do want to. She'd find out if I lied, you know," he said, trying to add levity. He had no reason to be nervous! The man did this every week at least!