Nowadays, Chris walks around with a certain numbness, but his head is surprisingly clear, which is a good thing because that means he is still making financially sound decisions. Family members had already advised him to take a couple of days off- grieving period? Sally-Anne wasn't dead, y'all- but from what? He was already unemployed, all he had were days off and he was not about to spend it sitting with a thumb up his arse while they're doing to Merlin knows what to his wife.
After dropping off his application with another Ministry division- there was a spot open with some sort of quality testing thing person wizard whatever- Chris found himself standing just outside of Granger's office. He wasn't quite sure of his purpose here, but since he was here, Chris figured he might as well do something. Sighing, preparing to look like a fool, Chris knocked.