"We're taking a break, boyo," she explained with a hefty sigh to punctuate her thankfulness for the truth of the statement. "We'll probably be back in the trenches this weekend," finally she craned to see him a bit better, "Come over here and sit at least so it does feel like I'm talking to the Professor." Heh. Those you can't see, but are most certainly there...
"And how're you feeling, by the way?" His pipes alone would draw a crowd, it was a shame the little redbird had been nursing a case of emo when she'd left.