See, they were good at this whole---serious conversation thing. Tomas could tell that Avis was taking it lightly, and that meant it wasn't set in stone or anything crazy like that, so. That was good. He liked the idea of children, Tomas loved playing with Annabelle at Greer's house, but he and Avis hadn't even been married a month, they definitely had time.
Which...was totally contradicting his thoughts about how an auror needs to fast forward through things, but right now, he was quite content on focusing on Avis and getting her out of this hospital.
"So---I've calculated the time it takes to get from this ward to the main magical bugs desk," he began, pulling out of his pocket a map of St. Mungo's. It flashed from different floors to make it more compact and easy to read. He wouldn't really plan an escape for Avis, as in--he wouldn't let her escape until she was all better, but they could have some fun,
"And you've got approximately three point seven seconds to get to the lift, and then you've got to duck under the potions cart that's passing...'
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