"Fine." The curt response clipped through the air. Running a hand through blonde hair so thick and vibrant it could've belonged to a model, Spencer sighed, the sharp line of his shoulders slumping just a little. "I think what happened might've put us about five steps back from where we were. I don't know. I mean, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to - I don't know." Spencer was stumbling over his words, an unusual occurance.
"It won't continue infinitely." Spencer reasoned, leaning over the sofa and tapping her chin up, "And I promise it won't include you. Come on, let's make some dinner and watch a film on that muggle TeeZee you have." The muggle contraption had been a source of perplexion for Spencer during their relationship, but he had quickly caught on to it's benefits. Though the Wizarding World had it's own version as well, the programming was quite different from Muggles, and Spencer still hadn't gotten over the strange uniqueness of how the other half lived.