Something was off with him, even if he wouldn't admit it, Enid was sure of it. She was also determined to figure it out. This surprised her — historically, she was happy to take everything he said at face value.

"I was going to grab something to eat at Smoke & Scale before I walk to the farm," Enid said, not yet moving to head towards the floo. "Would you like to join me?" He could certainly eat at home — she probably could too — and get cleaner, faster — but Enid found herself wanting to enter some transitionary space before she took the horrors of the night home to her family.