Dresden Academy

Rhys was happy to hear that Alistair had followed, despite having avoided his friend all morning. That had been in an effort to prevent burdening him with his mood though, nothing more. Alistair had had a choice here, and Rhys was hoping that a drink would help with the mood. He waited patiently as Alistair retrieved the map they had been given and watched as the other Auror pointed out the nearby village of St. George’s Way. Food was something Rhys should probably consider, but the mention of St. George’s pub was all he needed. “It does a bit,” he said with respect to it sounding like home. “Definitely sounds the go though,” he smiled. “How do we get there?” he asked, moving around so that he could see the map as well. It seemed relatively straight forward and the two of them set off for the village.

Even in the mood he was in, Rhys felt the need to fill the silence. He wanted to apologise for being a downer and the abrupt exit, so he apologised for the next best thing. “Sorry it’s a tad early for the pub - did you get much unpacked?” It was probably good that Rhys had needed the distraction earlier, or else his cases would probably still have been full right now. “We don’t need to be long,” he added - thinking Alistair might want to get back to it. “Just a couple of pints.” They had found their way to the quiet strip of a village that was St. George’s way. Rhys was happy to have a bit of a look around on the way to the pub. Soon they bee-line to it, but for now they could look.