He huffed a laugh in relief at the point at which she started seeming more relaxed, though he still didn't have any idea what was going on. Her remark didn't entirely explain it either. (It might sink in later, perhaps. He'd heard about a certain locale on the High Street, but visited there as little as he visited the flouncy teashop's front, which was to say, just about never. At some point he'd connect the dots.)

Miss Cooper had connected some dots of her own, too. He grinned, nodding in response as they walked (a slower stroll now that they seemed to have gotten away unmolested, and also because if he was walking arm-in-arm with someone of her stature, he didn't want to start accidentally dragging her along). "Mm, that's me," he affirmed brightly, and was rather chuffed to be known as Le's friend rather than his profession for once. Not that he didn't like his profession, obviously. Just. It made a change. "And you're his sister-in-law," he returned, grinning again. She'd been living with them, last he'd heard, though now that Le was married and a father to boot, Elias didn't see half as much of him as he'd used to, so he may well be behind the times.

"So what were you doing there?" He asked with a twitch of amusement at the corner of his mouth, wondering what sort of trouble she was getting into these days.

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