[He wishes he had answers. When she pulls back he drops his arms immediately, looking awkward and trying to figure out what to do with his hands now. Eventually he settles on stuffing them in his pockets and scrunching his shoulders up near his ears.]

A few days, I guess, and there's - everything is completely mental here.

[He pulls his hat down a little lower over his forehead, and looks uncomfortably around her.]

Let's - d'you know somewhere we can go to talk for a bit? [Somewhere far away from any potentially prying wizards, preferably.]