He caught her expression and he couldn't help but smirk to himself. He always did enjoy it when he caught her looking at him, even if he rarely spoke of it. He liked knowing that his attraction to her was returned. It always did seem to cheer him up in the midst of everything else. He forced his smirk to fade, not letting his mind wander to wanting thoughts (even though it was hard when she was displaying his favorite of her hair colors), and nodded his head. "I assume Mr. Wimple and Mr. Weasley will keep her company," he commented as he moved to slip out of his slacks, kicking them away so he was standing in only his dark boxers.
"As am I," he agreed. He had felt a twinge of guilt when he realized she had been caught leaving their home. It was why he accepted they needed to finally move. He didn't like it and he knew it was at the end of it all his fault, but he knew it was necessary to finally move.