"There aren't exactly buckets of motivation in this place, though," Roxanne sighed. It had got better since that guy from the old band had opened the club, but the castle was still severely lacking in entertainment, as far as she could tell. If she didn't have her work and side projects, she was sure she'd have gone completely barmy.
She handed over the pocket watch easily. She didn't need it, after all. It was just one of many items she'd snuck away when she'd first arrived here. Roxanne wouldn't say she was a collector, so to speak, but she had been a big fan of her Grandad Weasley's shed of muggle contraptions while growing up.
"Don't worry about it."
He reached across, pushing that annoying lock of hair away from her line of vision. Roxanne felt a flush crawl up her neck, although she kept her gaze locked stubbornly with his. Then the dial reappeared from his pocket and she eyed Theo suspiciously.
"That's all?" She replied, her tone dubious as she reached out for it.