He wasn't expecting to be talked to. Usually, people left him alone in the Ministry. He didn't like the feeling that he was unapproachable, but he knew he wasn't the best sport anymore. He missed the wind and the sunlight. He laid that down as his problem. That, and of course, the very faint feeling that things were off. But he ignored that, wondering why it was only now that he was beginning to feel it more and more. It was such a ludicrous and paranoid feeling that he did not appreciate from his subconscious.
He glanced to the woman, placing a smile on in order to not be rude. "Something like that. More like best month," he said with a continued smile. "Sorry if I seem crabby, though, didn't mean to affect anyone else by it."