"Thank you," Ernie's voice was still quiet as he sat down.
"Oh--I'm alright, thank you Mrs. Finch-Fletchley," Ernie said, not quite being direct regarding the nightmares. Just thinking about it irked him. "I guess I've been working too hard the most recent week. I'm probably just a bit behind in my sleep. That's all." And...he had managed to destroy a bit of property in the bedroom...somehow.
"I'll try to get a few more things done this afternoon and you should be good to go. I should head back to my flat this afternoon to check if everything's alright." He'd rather not have excessive amounts of unintentional magic destroying everything in the Finch-Fletchley household after all.