They'd both gotten remarkably busy since they'd ended things, really. He noted to himself that she looked at least marginally well considering the fact that she'd had a child - but didn't allow his mind to wander past that for obvious reasons. Grayson arched his brow at the woman.
"You look upset," he murmured quietly, flexing his hand at his side so that he didn't do something that he regretted, something that would make him feel weak later when he looked back on it, "Should I be concerned?" He sorely hoped that she wasn't going to be getting any grief over the early stages of this act, orchestrated by the Death Eaters or not.
"We can talk about how I am later."
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