Bianca was debating a warm and fortifying cup of tea when Hannah showed. It was a good thing, because Bianca wasn't at all certain that she'd have managed to keep anything in her stomach at all. She was saved from discovering that the hard way and turned to greet Hannah. "I'm ready as well. I like your shirt," she added, smiling just a little. Her smiles was as shaky as Hannah's voice though.
She made for the exit, consciously avoid other people as the made for the muggle side of London. "Hannah, can I ask a question? Did...did you sleep well last night?" It wasn't like Bianca to rush straight to the point, but when her visions if it had been) were concerned she rarely dilly-dallied.