Rose watched Michael step back out, outside the door while she grabbed her toothbrush and some make-up and perfume. Shrinking the bag with her wand, she tucked it into her pocket and stowed her wand while wrapping a light jumper around her shoulders.
"Sure. There's no rush, right?" she asked when he came back inside. It might have been nerves urging her to say that as she called for Gill, tucking him inside her sweater sleeve when he jumped on her shoulder. Rose smiled up at Michael. "I'm ready."