Syd could only take a sip of his drink and shrug. It wasn't any of his business and it didn't seem like Edric was inclined to share anyway. Syd was pretty good at skirting around personal things; he had a lot of practice.

"Welcome to administration, that's our job." Was all Syd could laugh out as he raised his glass. Ever since he'd taken the assistant head position he'd been much more mindful about what he said and did, in regards to his employees, his professional presence and a whole host of other things. People needed to have faith in their hospital staff and having a bad reputation was non-option. It would be the same for Edric in his new position.

At the mention of having family in the fog, again Syd could only shrug. "I'm not too worried about Hudson and his family. He's probably enjoying himself." Who knew? The pair hadn't ever been particularly close, given the age gap, but it was their mother that would do enough worrying for all of them. "I'm sure Clint's running around the ministry like a chicken with its head cut off. I hear Morwenna Skeeter isn't all that easy to work for." Which was probably good for Clint, really. Everyone else was perfectly fine in London, as usual, though his mother was also lamenting the impact on the social season. Syd wasn't too sad about that.