"You are definitely biased," Evan informed Andrew as he stood up. There was nothing adorable at Evan being sick in a bush, he was really quite sure of that. Sitting down, though, that sounded like a good idea, so Evan nodded, walking towards the nearest bench, sighing quite happily at the cold wood against his back. "I can make a schedule," Evan said, picking up the conversation as if there hadn't been an interlude of him being sick in the middle. "For the adventures," he clarified looking at Andrew. "Seventeen isn't that many, especially for such top class adventurers as us," Evan added somewhat teasingly, because they were good at adventures.
Evan's mouth felt dry and he scrunched his nose up in distaste. Water and brushing his teeth would really be pretty great at the moment. "Can we apparate now?" He asked Andrew. Personally, Evan felt fine, but then, he had, also, felt fine just moments before being sick in a bush, so perhaps he wasn't the best person to judge his own well-being. But Andrew was here! Because Andrew was an excellent not-boyfriend and had come to Evan's rescue. "I'd really like to be in bed right now," Evan admitted, because sleep sounded amazing right about now.