"Then what's the fun of guessing?" he said, with a faux pout. He could still think of plenty of fun to be had with guessing, of course — pairing questions like is it big? with some suggestive hand movements, for example — but he needed at least a few minutes more before they started up anything like that again. (His thoughts drifted towards tonight and he thought better of it entirely; Christabel would take note if he was too tired this evening).

He yawned. "It'll be nice when the newness wears off a bit," he said, not realizing he'd made a bit of a jump and hadn't explained his thought process. "When we're in more of a routine. It'll be easier for us to see each other regularly then."

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