Terry started laughing. "Alright, alright, maybe not during the party, but I've seen you on one of you're day after cleaning excursions! It can a little scary if you interrupt one of those." Terry shifted his shoulders slightly. Scary OCD-cleaning Meg was, well...scary.
"Of course." He responded to her damsel-imitation. "Well, unless you're in some very high tower with no stairs. I hate heights. But other than that you should be fine."
Ah, there it was again, out of nowhere: that damn pout. Terry couldn't handle that pout most of the time. He slowed his pace slightly, trying to think of the right answer. He'd hadn't really come to Hogsmeade with any specific plans...his intention was just to wander around and relax, but he would've wandered over. Eventually. Realizing this answer would most likely be offensive, he put on his most adorable, "I'm-so-cute-how-can-you-be-mad-at-me" smile.
"I would have eventually found my way over." Terry paused slightly. "With candy." He nodded vigorously. "Yes, lots of candy. I was on my way to Honeydukes when I found you."