Everything Gus scratched nervously at his cheek at Basil’s comment as he met his gaze with a shy smile. There was doubt, a lot of doubt that plagued his mind about the job, but that wasn’t a here or now matter. Instead he flashed him a bright smile as he rubbed the back of his neck. “Thank you.” He owed Foxwood a lot more words than that, but he knew if he said more the man would wave him off. Blue hues flicked toward the door, and Gus nodded. Without saying much else, he wrenched the door open hidden behind the boggart’s cabinets, his eyes lingering in it for a moment longer. Then he was squinting as he stepped into the sunlight. He turned toward the other and tilted his head. “I guess I’ll see you at dinner?” He hummed. He had work to do to fix his maze.
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